Psychology
In 9th grade, I took a psychology class. This class was generally only offered to students in 11th and 12th grade, but I wanted to take it so badly, that my mother and I eventually wore out the administration by begging them to let me take it. I never really had a moment when I decided that I liked psychology. None like when I decided I liked music or photography. I remember being at sleep away camp one summer when I was about 10, and adoring my counselor. She was everything I wanted to be when I grew up, so I strived to really be like her. I spent all summer learning about all of the things she liked and dislikes. I thought that if I just copied her, I could be her. I guess that's a lesson in and of itself: Be you. But I remember her saying that she was really into psychology. Being 10 years old, I had no idea what that was, but I went home that summer professing my love for psychology. After returning home I quickly forgot everything about camp and my counselor really didn't matter anymore to me. I forgot that I 'loved psychology'. But freshman year, I saw it was offered and remembered how much I wanted to love it those 4 years ago. I ended up actually enjoying myself and learning about the brain and why we act the way we do.
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