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For those of you who are curious, the answer to the previous question (and I do thank you for your good advice, Nils) is not calling back. The situation ironed itself out in a rather startling way. One of the rules of good blogging (there is such a thing? I always think my ramblings here would bore anyone to tears - maybe they do) is to describe the situation or event to which one refers in complete detail. Unfortunately, I will have to take this particular event and violate a rule of good blogging by leaving everything frighteningly vague. When I figure out what is going on, I promise I will let you know.

One week from now, I will begin my summer chem class at the U. The class itself is not really a bother (though reading fifty straight pages of chem to ensure I placed into the class was harrowing at best), but what it represents is what has me spinning. As we have taken a harder and closer look at my next three years in undergraduate school, it has become more and more clear that electrical engineering and pre-dentistry just can not be combined in four years, no matter how many summer classes I take. The decision between the two has nearly been made. I simply want to be a dentist; I see myself practicing dentistry later in life. However, who can trash an entire field of interest, and take such a choice lightly? I could spend weeks inside a solid state receiver and derive immense satisfaction from fixing it. The problem is, the job duties of an EE career are much more vague than those of a dentistry job. Besides, who really wants to be searching for a new career path every ten years? That, though, is the structure of corporate America, where most EE jobs reside. Security, family time, flexibility, working close to home, are all hallmarks of dentistry. Thus, consciously side-stepping years of my life spent in rush hour traffic by choosing dentistry is almost irresistible.

With college comes great potential, and with that potential comes great responsibility. I hope, as I think all people my age do, that the life-shaping decisions I make now will work out for the best down the long road of life.

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