Goals.

Something that not many people tell us when we are little kids is that life changes, the plans you made and the life you imagined is not exactly what you will get when you grow up. Sometimes, when the time comes and it’s the moment to choose what we’ll do, we just do not know. Our image of what we would do changed drastically when we actually got to the place we wanted to be at.

This happened to me the exact day I arrived to Uni. I remember sitting in my Biology class wondering what I would do next. It’s not a lovely feeling, I might just tell you. All my life I dreamed with being a doctor and I then realized it might not be what I imagined. That doesn’t mean I don’t want to be a doctor anymore. I just realized there were many possibilities and I wanted to explore most of them before taking a major decision.

I thank my lucky stars everyday that I’m a Biology major, because that opens many possibilities for me, but now I’m just very confused. I enjoy many things about science in general. I like how everything in our bodies and nature just works out and let us live. Such an organization is beautiful, and I’m thankful because I get to understand it a little bit more everyday.

Right now, as I’m studying for my first Organic Chemistry test, I just know that I’m where I’m supposed to be, even if I’m so stressed all the time. I know it will be worth it in the end, whatever it will be. I still do not know what my goals are, and as I get closer and closer to my third year, I get a little more anxious. I am a little scared that not having a strict goal might affect my performance, no matter what I’m doing.

The thing is, perfection does not exist, and things are not ever going to be like you thought they would be. The thing to do is to learn to love it. If it is what you are meant to be doing, you will be fine. We will be fine.