"Write Where It Hurts" appeared on this date ten years ago, finishing off the second season of Daria. Daria does something nice and makes her mother cry with joy. That was sweet. Sort of.
This episode has an intriguing subplot, a story within a story, about Daria's family 15-20 years into the future. (From 1997, that would be 2012-2017.) Granted, this is only how Daria imagines it, but how true to life do you think her vision could be?
Me, remembering my own past, I think she's way off. You just never know what's coming. Seemingly minor things can throw you way off your imagined course. I was having a hard time with statistics in psych grad school in the early 1980s. It led me to call a gaming company and ask if they had any job openings. They did. I left grad school and became a magazine editor, having never had any courses on editing, journalism, etc. I was probably the last person on earth who got away with that. Couldn't do it now.
And my catching Daria on TV was a fluke. If I hadn't turned on MTV in 2000 and caught "Dye! Dye! My Darling," I wouldn't be typing this. No idea what my hobby would be. Probably still missiles, rockets, and (Mercury) spacecraft.
We need more fanfic about Daria's future. A lot more.
NEWS NOTE: It is one of the curiosities of the Daria show that the same voice actor who did Tiffany Blum-Deckler also did Ms. Janet Barch. Ashley Albert is famous once again, now for her songwriting talents and work as the lead singer in The Jimmies, a group doing kids' music. Keep up the good work!
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This reminds me about my own becoming a psychologist. At the 2001 autumn, I did not know that I could do. I wanted to be a linguist, but I knew that I could not write any sensible sentence on English, and had some problems with Russian. As a result, I could not pass entrance examination of any philological institute. So I phoned one of my friends and asked her where she wanted to arrive at. She answered that she want to become a psychologist. I thought that this variant would be good, dreaming mainly about a psycholinguistics. Description of my arriving at three institutes is very unnecessary. At the end, I arrived at third institute, where I came at only for a drying out. The funniest moment in this story is that she has become a photographer instead of a psychologist. Now I am seating at my living room, typing this comment, listening for Moscow anthem and think that I do not know where I shall be working шт two years.
That's funny, because when I went to college many years ago I wanted to be an astronomer. Then I had a class in psychology in which we worked as volunteers at a local mental hospital. The experience changed me, and that was that. All because of one teacher and one class.
I ended up in entomology because my wife transfered universities. I moved into an open entomology position at a research center near her new school. When my boss offered to cover me through grad school, I jumped at the chance.
Hm...
The American system of education looks flexible. May be too flexible. ;) In Russia, an astronomer student cannot become a psychologist. The courses are completely different.
In undergraduate colleges here, class choices are pretty flexible. There is a saying about freshmen students playing "spin-the-major" (after the drinking game called spin-the-bottle), meaning new students often switch majors multiple times in their first few college years.
In February 1968, I really wasn't sure I had a future...
Hm...
They really can choice any subjects for studying? :-0 I cannot imagine how system works. (In the Russian traditional education system, there are no subject choices. Our government tries to bring in something like that. But the result is not very good.)
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