For a long time, I wanted to be a Marine Biologist. For the longest time, I was taught and I perceived that this was the study of marine animals. That was my life long goal, that or to be a physical therapist, but now it turns out that it was all a lie.
Turns out Marine Biology is strictly the biology of the ocean. Yeah, it sounds simple, but I guess I mispercieved it. It studies the land beneath the ocean, weather effecting it, and all that jazz. The closest it got to actually animals was when a hurricane blew fish into new fisheries.
So, I guess I'm starting to narrow it down now. It terrifies me that I have to decide now on what I want to do for the rest of my life, but I'm in a good class and I'll be praying, so I know it will turn out all right.
I still don't know if I want to do Physical Therapy or not, but now I'm leaning towards Animal Science and stuff. I've always wanted to work with animals and if it's not what I'm called to do, then so be it.