It took me forever to decide “what I want to be when I grow up”. Even then, after I decided, I seemed to change my mind quite frequently, even up to the last few months. I think I attribute my indecision to the fact that I’ve always wanted to have a broad knowledge base. It used to be my goal to know everything. This is a goal I’ve never come close to achieving, and a goal that a friend of mine told me was just plain wrong. The older I get, the more right I see he was. I don’t need to know everything. I could not lead a happy life if I knew everything.
I don’t remember what or who narrowed my focus down, but I originally applied to college as an Engineer. I know this may surprise many of you, especially Geof. It surprises me a little thinking back on it. I applied and was accepted at both the University of Maine-Orono (UMO) and Worcester Polytechnic Institute (WPI). I had a friend in high school that I played football, wrestled and ran track with who went to WPI. I had planned on being a walk-on to the football team and expected to be able to start after a year or two. As I said, I was accpeted, my poor mother mailed the deposit (a couple hundred dollars if I remember correctly), and I then decided not to go. I don’t remember why. Something about not wanting to leave Maine and my friends, yada, yada, yada.
I started UMO as either a Mechanical or an Electrical Engineer. For some reason I can’t remember which. I do know that I was thinking about switching to the other type when one day a friend of mine, Kris, and I had a discussion.
Growing up I had always loved animals. I had always dreamed of working with them. When Kris and I started talking, he shared that he was thinking about joining the UMO Pre-Vet program. Since this seemed to fit my dreams rather well too, I decided to transfer to that major with him. We figured we could take classes together, study together and all that fun stuff. That worked pretty good for a few years.
I did have a lot of fun and learned a lot of stuff that I am interested in, but, as in all majors I’m sure, not all the classes were fun. Specifically Chemistry. I hated Chem. and my grades showed it. I wasn’t automatically interested in it and I was bored to tears trying to study it. So I didn’t. Much.
Sometime in my third year in college, I got tired of the whole college thing. I was a big slacker is the actual truth. I loved to hang out with friends instead of study. I reasoned with myself that I had a good job (working at Sam’s Club), had every opportunity now that I wanted to hang out with my friends, and that Vet. school would be too expensive and that I wouldn’t want to move. Lastly, I let my allergies to cats and ferrets be used as an excuse. I had always passed over that fact figuring allergy medicines would save me in that regard. It was just an excuse. They were all just excuses. If I’ve never admitted it before, I do now (I think I have, though…).
Now I’m married and the Sam’s Club job just didn’t cut it for the two of us. I found a better job, but it still doesn’t cut it. It’s not a well-paying job like someone with a good degree could have. Everyone has always said that I’m a lot smarter than the life that I’m living, and it’s the truth. There’s no reason to work a secretarial job when I could be so much more. I need to be more, too, because I’m a person who needs to be constantly challenged.
Last year I started going back to college to finish my Pre-Vet degree. Our (me and my wife) original intention was to go on to Vet school after, however we’ve made some more of those excuses as to why that wouldn’t be a good idea (some of these excuses, actually, seem to be the same as the ones I used the first time…). Now the plan is to finish my Pre-Vet degree and go to college to be a Physician’s Assistant.
I hope my course it finally set, not to change again.