Common Sense

Music class. Much fun. Coz' 4.0 is not out of reach. Coz' pressure does not exist. 
Coz' I'm actually learning how to sing.
Singing has been an essential part of my life since I was a little girl. Musical sensitivity is like a congenital gift. I just took it for granted. Keep up with the beat. Reach the highest notes. 
And that was that. I was satisfied by a 'common-sense' shaped by others' compliments. I chose to follow my instinct rather than to train myself. Now guess what - my voice is getting weaker and weaker. The gift is being spoiled. 
Hate to admit, but I've never been a good sing-er. Is it too late to start it all over again?
I don't have the courage to follow music major til the end. If it's basically just for fun, get it out of my mind. But it's not. It's a gift and also something more meaningful, more precious than a gift itself. It's a piece of my soul. No words can describe how grateful I am to have it, or should I say, to be able to feel it...
Choir and harmony. Soprano. Alto. I try different group everyday. Higher notes. Lower notes. Any combination of sound.

Anthropology is fascinating.
Creative Writing is cool. 
Psychology is complex.

Love every class I'm taking. They're exactly what I want to draw myself into. Inspirational and challenging at the same time.
Choose what you love and go for it. The result will be out of expected. As for me, I have been able to get grades out of my mind. Psychology scares me a bit, not because of low grades I can get. My only concern is whether I'll be able to sink myself deeper into it. Will I be able to keep up with the tough materials?
Will I still keep my patience after a hard time?
Will my love ever wear out? Will I ever give up?

Is it what I'm truly looking for? Or am I making a wrong decision?
Is there something else waiting for me?

I'm afraid.
Coz' I'm on the way figuring out the answers for these questions.