Thursday, September 15, 2011

A General Direction

     I can remember the first time I was asked what I wanted to do with my life. It was the common phrase of "What do you want to be when you grow up?". A fairly typical question for someone to ask a little kid. They seem to always have an answer whether it be realistic or not. My mom says that I have always responded to that question the same way. Even at age three, I wanted to become a veterinarian. Up until my senior year in high school, I was confident with this decision I had made as a child. What changed my senior year? I began to stress out about my options. I had never really considered anything else. There are so many options, and I had never bothered to look. So, here I am, a freshman at Iowa State University, enrolled as an Animal Science - Pre-Veterinary Medicine major. It's only the fourth week of school, and I'm already beginning to question my decision. I am taking psychology classes and have a new found interest in that field. I might change my major to that at the end of fall semester. I guess my point is that goals change so frequently, its hard to know what you want to do at age eighteen, with a time span of the rest of your life. As a freshman at ISU, the first thing on my "bucket list" is to find something I thoroughly enjoy learning about and make that my major. I want to do something amazing, something that I love, for the rest of my life. This is the first step in that direction.
     Now, of course, I have other college-oriented goals. Passing Biology 211 might be the first one in that list? Or maybe Econ 101?  Most of my college goals are consistently going to change. I'm one of the most indecisive people that you'll ever meet. The ones that are set in stone are these: graduate with at least a 3.5 g.p.a., never skip a class, and apply myself to whatever it is I decide to do with a passion so that I can hold a future job that I enjoy and am good at.
     So now that I have that figured out, you ask me about the rest of my life? Well, I don't know where I'll end up seventy years from now, but I hope that wherever I am, I'm happy. Don't get me wrong, I've thought about my future a lot. What little girl doesn't dream of her wedding day? Starting a family? As far as my "rest of my life" goals are concerned, these are my top two. I want to end up with a guy who treats me with respect, who's nice, charming, and funny. I want to be a part of the old couple who is still in love even after fifty years of marriage. I also want to have five children. I love my family, but I've always wanted a bigger one. I can't wait to be able to accomplish those two goals. As far as my occupation goes, I'm still pretty unsure. Maybe I will be a small-animal veterinarian, or perhaps I'll be a criminal psychologist. Only time will tell. All I know right now, is that I am very content with where I am in life. I have a general idea of where I'm headed, and as an eighteen year old, college freshmen, I think that's pretty good.