Why Dating A Communications Major Is The Best
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Why Dating A Communications Major Is The Best

I go to a school filled with engineers and set my heart on a boy who goes to a liberal arts school.

Why Dating A Communications Major Is The Best

We don’t get to choose who we fall in love with, but we can make decisions on who we date. When I first met my boyfriend, all he talked about was football and being an ESPN Broadcaster. His eyes would light up anytime he talked about fulfilling his dream of sitting in a suit, being able to analyze the game being played right in front of him. To this day his eyes still light up every time we talk about where our majors will take us.

I am a Biomedical Engineer, surrounded by a school of students who are mostly engineers. Being a female at the school gives me so many options to pick an engineer to date at the school, and enjoy the perks of dating another engineer. He could help me with my electrical circuits, or we could have discussions on the latest biomedical engineering journals, or even attend the seminars across the Milwaukee area together. So why do I choose the Communication Major?

I choose him for the light in his eyes and for his dedication to a field that is not easy to get into. I choose him for the amazing conversations we have that teach me how companies advertise during the Super Bowl and how certain cameras work with certain lighting. I choose him for opening my eyes to an entire new world of learning, a world I would never get to experience with an engineer. I choose him for the moral support when he can’t explain to me how to finish the relative motion problem I’ve been working on for an hour straight. I choose him.

It’s not about the money. We both can be successful, and there is a chance that I will be more successful than him and that does not intimidate him. There is also a chance that he will be making millions and traveling around the country and that does not intimidate me. We are each other’s support systems, and we will be there to push each other until we both have reached our goals. Being in different majors has opened doors for us to learn more about our future paths, but is has also made our relationship stronger. We can criticize our schools, or even say that we hate our major, and the other will sit there and listen. We will sit and listen and comfort the other until we can move on and tackle the next obstacle.

Charles has been there for me for three years. He has held me when I have mental breakdowns (which one will probably be coming up this finals week) and has reminded me why I am a Biomedical Engineer. I have been there to see his MUTV shows (Marquette University TV), and will sit in the studio to listen to his radio show “Over the Top Rope." I love to see him do what he loves, and he can say the same for me. We are individuals, not defined by our majors, but defined by what we plan to accomplish with the education we are pursuing. I plan to be traveling the country alongside my boyfriend as he becomes the announcer for the Chicago Blackhawks. He plans on attending my rehabilitation engineering conferences and supporting whatever business I go into. We plan on supporting each other through our graduations, our career paths, and our futures. There is no competition, there is only love, support, and aspiration.

This is why I choose him.

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