The Possibilities are Endless

Throughout my life, everyone has always called me "well-rounded." As a kid, I worried that meant they were calling me fat, which I was on the chubbier side, but it wasn't until 7th grade did I realize what I really loved. Science.
Thank you, Mr. A, my 7th grade Biology teacher. You opened my eyes to a whole new way to enjoy life, by over analyzing the little things and stopping to dissect the flowers. Now instead of simply picking away the petals of a flower, playing "he loves me, he loves me not," I can tell if it asexually or sexually reproduces by simply counting the petals on it and dividing by either 3 or 5. I also showed the other younger kids where the baby flower comes from by creating a cross-section and showing the ovaries, pistils, and stamen. I never really had the "Birds and the Bee's" talk, but I understood how bees carried the pollen to other flowers and those create seeds which then grow new flowers. I understood that far more than how humans pollinated.
Anyway, Life Science was 7th grade and that made me interested in Botany, Marine Biology, and Rainforest Protection. The year after that was 8th grade Physical Science with Ms. Brown. By far, one of my favorite classes. That class made me interested in Astronomy, Chemistry and the pH balance of things.

Before that, I knew I loved to draw and sing.
And that was all I knew. I tried an Art class in elementary school, and it was fine, but that summer, I tried one at the Community Center, and I did not enjoy myself. The teacher demaded of us what we would draw and the whole rest of the class was everybody fighting over the "How To Draw Super Heroes" books and little blondie in the corner wanting to draw real life pictures.
And thereforth a general distaste for classes that force creativity upon students.

But then there's always singing!
And there's always doubt and self-conciousness which makes my work look like a finger painting next to the Mona Lisa or a screeching cat next to Imagine Dragons.

Only recently have I found a whole new world of creativity to dip my feet into, Fashion Design.
Today, my photography class [not my favorite, but I enjoy playing in all the chemicals and helping everybody be timely.] was visited by a representitive from The Academy Of Art in San Francisco.
It rekindled my love and excitement over art and expressing emotions through creations and beautiful paintings.

And again, the cycle continues as it gets closer to applying and narrowing down what college I want to go to; the question is asked,

WHAT DO I WANT TO DO WITH MY LIFE?