So I think I've been asked about a million and one times what my major is, why I chose that major, and what I plan on doing with it. And I think about a million and one times I've been given an opinion I don't really care for.

Going into my freshman year of college, I was an advertising and public relations major with a minor in business. I went through the journalism program at the University of Arkansas and spent a few months in some journalism related classes before I realized it wasn't for me. Before I went off to school, I was entirely unsure of what I wanted to do. I knew I enjoyed helping people, I was creative, I was very bubbly, and I was really good at singing. For as long as I can remember I've been interested in multiple careers–from engineering to nursing to architecture to hair stylist to storm chaser to a teacher, I've wanted to be it all. I was never particularly really good at one thing and I never stuck to one interest. My mind was fascinated with too many topics. But one thing I knew is that I was good with people and I liked art. So advertising and PR it was.

After a few months I started realizing that journalism wasn't everything I thought it was. In fact, it was much different than I realized. No one had actually ever told me or given me an "inside look" to what a job in the journalism field would look like until I got to college. There I learned the fast-paced, competitive environment and time demanding type of career it was, and I then decided it wasn't for me. When I write, I give my opinion. I write too much. I don't use correct grammar all the time. I just have a unique way of writing that would probably better fit into a book, not a newspaper or online database.

So one afternoon, I made an appointment and changed my major from journalism to psychology and changed my minor from business to communications.

I had taken sociology first semester and I loved it, but I didn't really want a job in social work. So I took psychology like I had always wanted to, and the class took all of my time and attention. I was so fascinated with everything I was learning. I started buying books written by famous psychologists I had learned about in class. I knew that's where my interest was: psychology. It took me a hot minute to realize my heart wasn't in journalism, it was with psychology. I want to enjoy my job one day. I want to look forward to going to work and I want to feel that I've done something with my day besides just making money. But I did it, on a whim. I changed my major.

After that, I set up a plan of my next three years at school and what classes I had to take in order to finish with a degree, and it was all set.

So when people asked what I was majoring in, I would then tell them psychology. I would tell them I switched from journalism to psychology and that I was happy with my decision and what I had planned on doing with it.

But still to this day one person will always have an opinion, telling me what I should major in instead and that I need to go where the money is and stay in business or computers. Honestly, my interest in those areas is about as much as I'm interested in holding a tarantula. So, no thank you.

What I want everyone to take away from this is that you should follow your heart. Follow what you're passionate about. Follow your dreams and your interests and follow your gut. No one knows you better than yourself and the only person who can really control your life is yourself. If you don't want to be working toward a law degree anymore and you'd rather be a clothing designer, do it. You can't ever go wrong if you're following your heart. And as Ms. Frizzle would say, take chances, make mistakes, and get messy.