Being happy, or at least content, with my present major does not necessarily mean that I do not have other obscure thoughts about the decisions I made. You see, I'm a bad decision-maker and if only people knew the stuff I chose, then they could consider me an immoral idiot, not that I'm not okay with that. Anyway, sometimes I really wish I could say "I'm taking this up because I want to be a doctor of this specialty someday." Yes, that thought still lingers especially having batch mates who are pursuing this track. If only I did not lose my interest, and patience, for the sciences then I would have had a different major right now and I'd be worrying about Botany and Zoology like I've never worried before. Although this bothers me sometimes, I still cannot force myself to think of shifting. I'm not that science geek anymore and as much as I want to revive it, it's too late.
My feelings are a blur right now. And I'm too lazy to do something about them. Oh well. Save yourself, Aldrin. Before you are disabled.