It starts.

I have a blog now. I don't know what inspired this. One minute I was sitting in my living room, contemplating what I want to do with the rest of my life. The next minute - here I am.

Since I was 3, there is one thing I've always wanted to do with my life.

Well, two... technically. I don't have the voice to be a broadway star, though, so we'll stick to the realms of reality.

I've always wanted to be a vet. I used to resent my mother for not letting me have pets when I was younger. (Or getting rid of them 5 days after we got them...) I loved animals. I had an affinity for them, though I didn't know what that meant at the time.

I'm 19, now. I graduated high school at the age of 17. Nothing special. I was an average student. I hated math and loved English. I was a band geek, a drama geek, and I hated math. I had fun.

Until recently, I planned on becoming a computer engineer with a specialty in Web Design. I've always been really good with computers. However, I sat down and thought about it.... and I realized that I didn't want to do that for the rest of my life. I get bored with computers too easily. I can only pay attention to one thing for so long when it comes to computers. I couldn't imagine spending my entire life on one. I need to be active. I need to do something more meaningful. That's when it hit me. I always wanted to be a vet when I was younger. Of course, that was before I took a look at the money, time, and dedication involved in becoming one. That was back when I fantasized that I could just snap my fingers and a little lab coat would appear out of thin air with my very own stethoscope and all the information I needed would suddenly appear in my head.

Don't judge me. I was young.

But now I know how much money it costs. How many years it takes. How much college I would have to put myself through. I still want to be a vet. My love for animals is far greater than my hatred for school.

So when did I decide for certain that I wanted to be a vet? When I was 3. But 10 minutes ago as I sat idly on my living room couch with my puppy sleeping on my lap was when I knew for sure. I'm not sure why I decided to make a blog. I mean... literally, the first thing I did was make a blog. Maybe it was my desire to mix together two of my greatest passions in life: writing and animals. Whatever it was, here I am.

I haven't even taken the pre-veterinary courses yet. Hell, I haven't even looked at colleges for this purpose, yet. I still have to fill out scholarship forms and my fafsa application... I haven't done any preparation or research yet.

But I do have a blog.

... which, most likely, no one will read.


This is the part where I shut up and go research. I'll check back later with my findings.