Flashback, to when you were five years old and full of imagination. When dreams of being an astronaut or a superhero were what we wanted to do. The buckets on our heads and the capes on our backs proved, that imagination was everything as a child, it fueled what we have become today.

Now, as twenty-something year olds, we find ourselves complaining about the lack of adventure, the amount of time we spend on homework, and the money we don't have. We eat Ramen noodles for dinner every night, call mom and dad when even if it's just to say that the remote not working, and pray that the section we didn't read isn't part of the next exam (chances are, it is).

Your major is time consuming, but it's what you've always wanted to do. You have a fire burning deep inside that loves every aspect about what you're studying and achieving. Ask yourself this though, when you were five, did you honestly ever imagine yourself where you are now? It's a simple question for an honest answer, and the answers will vary.

When I was five, I wanted to be an artist. I loved to paint, draw, and sculpt things. As I grew up I slowly started to pick up an interest in law, the five year old artist in me was still there, she was just sitting in the back waiting for an opportunity to arise. When the time came to end my high school career and start picking colleges I chose Montana State. Not only to be close to home, but because they have an amazing film and photography school that I had decided to join.

Although, halfway through my Freshman year, I realized, the child in me wanted to be an artist. The adult that I had become still valued that love for art, but had a passion for law. As I enter my last few semesters in my undergrad and begin to look at law schools I smile because five year old me would be impressed to know that I went the extra mile to make sure that the twenty-one year old me was happy.