As a kid, I would see my dad day in and day out spend almost his whole day opening up computers or just being in the computer. I would ask him the what's this and what's that questions and even though he would give me the answers, I wanted to learn and ask more.
Fast forward many years into the future, I graduated from H.S and was ready to start college…then again, I didn't think I was going to graduate at all because I never pictured myself going that far. I started looking at my car and saw that it needed some fixing. I was leaning toward becoming a mechanic so I could fix my car and charge others to fix their cars, I thought it was a win-win kind of deal. I started doing my research and it came to be that I worked with a person that went to Lincoln Tech( a mechanic school ) and asked him why was he working in the same company for me when he went to Lincoln Tech. He told me that at the moment a job was hard to find so he would do side jobs. I met some other mechanics who told me that the pay is decent but in order to get more money, they would over-charge and fix something simple and make it sound complicated. This got me real mad, I'm not saying all mechanics are like that but I don't have the heart to do that to people.
After that, I was thinking about going to the armed forces but I saw that many of the people that were signing up were signing up for the wrong reasons. Some were just going for the women in other countries. My mom cried when the recruiter when to my house because she feared I would get killed over seas, but what really made me stay was my little brothers and sisters, I'm the oldest and I'm a big influence on them I felt that if I would've left, they would have gone in wrong paths. I don't regret staying.
It was a couple of weeks before I signed up for college, even though i took off a year and a half to actually register, i still didn't know what I wanted to major on. I googled different fields but I didn't picture myself doing some of those things for the rest of my life. I just wondered and wondered for days until I saw my dad opening and fixing a computer. I asked him what kind of processor did it have and how much ram was installed. I started to think, if the processor can handle 64-bit and if I were to buy a 64-bit version of Windows then you can basically put as much ram as the motherboard supports and it would make the computer run very much smoother. These kind of things excited me, fixing computers and learning about them. Then i started setting up a home network at home. I was felt good connecting 4 computers in the house to be connected to the internet whether it was wired or wireless and having all of them being able to have a printer in the network that all the computers could print from different rooms in the house.
When it came to the day for me to register at school, I was happy to say that I wanted to major in Computer Information Systems (C.I.S)
In this field, I have learned code to make websites and I enjoy doing so. I have much to learn in this field and I'm more than glad I chose it.
Basically my point is that you don't know what you want to do for the rest of your life unless you try things out. How are you supposed to know if you want to be a mechanic if you never touched or messed with what's under the hood of a car.
If you want to become a nurse or doctor, talk to nurses and doctors and ask questions. Volunteer at a hospital if permitted.
You want to become a lawyer? Talk to lawyers and see why they enjoy being one?
You're not going to know unless you try, and don't beat yourself up just because you keep finding things you don't want to do, think about it as a process of elimination, that your cutting down your options and you are one step closer to finding out what you want to major and enjoy doing for the rest of your life.
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