By Myron Mathis, Columnist
Spring semester has just started and there is an aura of change in the air. After four months of classes, late nights of homework, weeks of midterms and finals exacerbated by last-minute catching up on material we should have been well versed on. Now that a lot of freshmen have realized that the major they dived into last semester is not something they could see themselves living in the future or that they don't enjoy the subject, there have been a lot of changes in major studies. This sensation is paralleled by the fact that so many of us young aspiring students are attempting to discover which outlet best nourishes their talents.
I can strongly relate to this feeling. I feel that music exudes from my body, which is why I declared a Political Science and Music double major -- then had to drop the Music major for logistical reasons.
Just because one thing doesn't work, a student should not quit trying to find out who they are or what they are passionate about. My love of writing (and particularly writing for The Chronicle) has brought me to the conclusion that I want to minor in Journalism next semester.
How about you, Hofstra? Are the intricacies of finance just not what you thought they'd be? Are the finite rules of physics too much for you to bear? Or are you just not feeling creative enough for creative writing? It's completely okay. For those who didn't decide to forgo this dilemma by simply starting off as an undecided major, these issues and internal conflicts are all too familiar and commonplace. Professor Lampl, who instructs my "iPod to IMAX" class, stated that "the great thing about college used to be self-discovery and experimenting with class selection. Now there is so much pressure from everyone to declare a major right off the bat."
Did Michelangelo walk into the Sistine Chapel attempting to immortalize himself through one of the most beautiful works of art the world has seen? No, he did not. Did FDR go into his first term of Presidency expecting to be President for 16 consecutive years? No. Did Alice Paul know that is was going to take starving herself to the brink of death just to get the 19th Amendment, which allows for women's suffrage, passed? No, she did not. The fact of the matter is that brilliance and greatness cannot be premeditated. Those of us who are prepared and seize every opportunity are the only ones that will eventually stumble upon greatness.