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I have a feeling that the day my brain melts, it'll probably make for some spectacular YouTube fodder.

Perish the thought ...

Well, it's week 6 of the first semester of my last year at university. Assuming all goes well, that is.

I've been in college since Fall 2006, and I transferred to ODU in Spring 2008 to pursue a Physics major, with a minor in Music Perfomance (viola, to be specific). That semester, I learned of a joint program with the Electrical Engineering department, which would offer me a dual degree in Physics and Electrical Engineering. My father being an electrical engineer, I sought his advice, and went with it.

It took me until Fall 2009 to realize that Physics was not entirely up my alley, no matter how much I wanted it to be. I dropped Physics to the status of second minor and went with just the EE degree. In Spring 2010, I realized that with just a couple more courses, I would gain the accomplishment of  having a third minor - namely, Computer Engineering.

So now it's Spring 2011, I've taken those couple more courses that I need, and by the time I graduate I will have a B.S.E.E. and three minors (Computer Engineering, Physics, and Music Performance) to my credit. Deal with it, because I sometimes feel like I can't.

Again, assuming all goes well. Perish the thought ...

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On a note related to the above in a way entirely dependent on how hard you can slap yourself, today is St. Valentine's Day. Not that I'm a particularly religious person, but I do kind of find it deplorable that a day dedicated to a holy person is so commercial. Thank God I can celebrate Christmas without ... well, Easter is always fun ... I can't wait for the St. Patrick's Day celebr ... never mind.

It's also comically known as Singles Awareness Day (the acronym of which, not to be depressing, spells out S.A.D., and it was funny when a friend of mine just discovered that).

I would love to say I'm not single for lack of trying, but sadly, it's too true that I have never really tried. And worse, it may very well be my fate, because I can't bring myself to try.

I once thought I would never get over her, but I was only partly wrong - at this point, I can, in fact, see myself without her, or with others I have met after her - but she will forever hold a piece of my heart. (She was never my girlfriend, FYI.) Yet, even though I know I can move on, how do I move on? I don't know what I would do if any of them were to say no; I have even less of an idea what I would do if any of them said yes!

Ah, the blessed curse of being intellectual ... my thoughts are far from bad company, but they can be my worst enemy on my bad days; my pillows are incredibly comfortable and always ready and waiting for me at home, but they don't hug back, and they don't generate their own warmth. You see what I'm getting at, surely. Just so you know, I'm not ashamed of being single, or depressed about it - but I'm not gay, either.

To all the wonderful women out there, especially you who lay such a bittersweet spell upon me:

-- Insert profound sentiments here --

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Hint: That line is a placeholder signifying my inability to express my true affections.