This past week, I finally decided on what I wish to spend the next three years of my life studying. I have spent 365 days as Undeclared, and it was daunting trying to figure out what I wanted to major in. I originally was a prospective biology student, and when that flame died out, I had no idea what to do. However, I had no idea that a certain History professor would open my eyes to the notion that history was the right path for me. Her lectures weren't different, they were just your standard powerpoint presentations, but it was just something about how she talked about the topics she taught. When I reached out to her, she gave me more information then I ever thought I would have. So, Professor Bollettino, this is for you.

1. Relief

"I've entered the paperwork, I can start taking courses I need and I now have my life on track. This is good."

2. Excitement

"I can start meeting people with the same interests and career goals as me because we have so much in common now!"

3. Nervousness

"What if I'm horrible at this? Will I have to pick something else? But I don't even know what I would do other than this."

4. Regret

"I can't believe I did this. I have failed myself and my family."

5. Denial

"What? I haven't picked my major yet. I have so long to do that. Stop asking about it."

6. More excitement

On second though, I actually think I made the right choice.

7. Fear

"But now I'm going to have to be an adult and do things on my own. I have no clue how to be an adult."

8. Motivation

"You know what? I'm gonna kill it in this major."

9. Pride

I'm gonna be the best at this! I made the right choice for myself and I'm proud that I chose something I'm good at.

10. Acceptance

This is my future and I picked it for myself and no one else.