When I Grow Up...

When I was 5-yrs-old, I was a little ballerina, but my dreams weren't of someday becoming a professional. When I was a little kid, I knew I wanted to have a career dealing with animals. I loved everything about the idea. One of the main animal-related jobs I wanted to do was become a veterinarian. I loved animals, so of course I would love taking care of and healing them when they were sick or injured. This career thought grew in my head for years, but eventually times changed, and I became a teenager. When I was in my early teens, I was obsessed with music. I started having music-related career thoughts, but I eventually realized that the chance of having my "dream job" of writing for AP Magazine, was very slim. Now that I am 18, and in college, my train of thought has gone back to having an animal-related career. Right now I am majoring in General Biology, but I plan on transferring to main campus next year, and getting into Zoology. I love the sciences, and always have, just as I love animals. I was thinking about possibly working at a zoo or wildlife center after I graduate, but now I am starting to lean towards other ideas. I am starting to get into the study of genetics, and would love to do some lab research in the future after I graduate. Though if I did continue with the Zoology course, I could still study genetics. Because one of my course classes would be to study animal genetics. As far as being certain about my career option, I can't say that I am one-hundred percent sure. I am pretty certain, but at the same time leaving my mind open. I want to have a career that makes me truly happy, so how much money I will be making isn't that important to me. I would rather have a job that I love, and make less amount of money than I would having a job that I hated while making bank.