When I was 6 years old, I told my parents I wanted to work at NASA. Now, most people would say that was just some childish dream, but I was one of those kids who worked until she got what she wanted. By the time I was in 6th grade, I was pretty much “destined” to go into some form of STEM. I was an unstoppable force that was heading straight towards my goal.
My Freshman year, I naturally signed up to take Honors Biology. I was never a big fan of it but I knew I needed to start my high school career strong if I wanted to get into NSHS and get into a top university. The year started off amazing, but by the end, I was extremely burnt out. My Sophomore year, I signed up for AP physics which is where the real story begins.
The first day of class, my teacher told us that “this class will prove to you if STEM is the route you want to go on”. At the time, I didn’t think anything much about what she said, but after a few weeks of being in the class, I knew STEM wasn’t the major for me. AP physics was making me miserable. I would dread going to the class, and when I got home, procrastinate so I wouldn’t have to do it. In the end, I chose to drop the class and I am now taking regular physics.
In the end, I found that going into STEM was not for me. I still love Astronomy and dream to learn more about our universe, but instead, I’ll be writing and informing others about whats happening in the sky.