I'm not sure if this is supposed to be in the Whatever or Writing blog, but I'm already on this page so it shall go here. If you couldn't tell by the title, you might be a bit challenged. I'm trying to figure out what I want to do with my life!
Yes, I am well aware I am only a soon to be sophomore in high school. I think it's better to be wondering now rather than wake up some morning in college and sob because I'm not living the life I want. It seems all I hear are those kinds of stories. And I can see myself holding a story like that as well. I mean, all my life I've lived to reach the expectations set for me. Go to school, get good grades, work hard at sports, hold interest in science and math fields, have a little fun, participate in extracurriculars. It's a charmed life, and mostly fun at that, but I don't feel like I'm really doing anything great. I'm slipping into normal, boring, safe. All my life I've been surrounded by this bubble of comfort and fear for the big bad world.
Now I'm ready to explore. Premed will always be the backup, or perhaps Law, but for now I have no plans. I want to find some niche, some career that will make me be something more than a small town suburban girl. There's seven billion people in this world, and I'm only one. As cliche as it sounds, please don't hate me for saying this, but I only get to live once. I'm going to make sure I kn