Ever since we were little, people have always asked us that one haunting question: "What do you want to be when you grow up?"

Every time someone asked me this question, I would reply with anything from a doctor to engineer to a lawyer, but to be honest, I really had no idea. I was a little kid who only wanted to watch TV, go on play dates, and make blanket forts with my siblings.

I remember during my 6th-grade graduation, my class went out for career day where we got to dress up as a professional and attend a brunch with other 6th graders from other schools. At this point, I wanted to be a lawyer. No one ever told me that I wasn't going for law until I got older, but I still dressed up in a skirt, blazer, and heels. I walked into the brunch thinking: "I do know what I want to do with my life." Unfortunately, 11-year-old me did not know that when I got into 7th grade, I would change my mind yet again.

So, in 7th grade I took a drafting class where I absolutely fell in love with the idea of becoming an architect. As people kept reminding me that women were not as successful in this career field, I was discouraged. Just because I was a girl doesn't mean I will not get anywhere. I ignored them for a good three years until I took an architecture class in my sophomore year of high school. I was advanced in the class, and got my work done as soon as it was assigned. On the other hand, my teacher was not very happy that I was the only female in the class. He would always assign projects to the males, and tell me to redo my assignments. Once again, I was being reminded that female architects were not a common thing. It hit me that I will always be hit with sexist people like this, and gave up. I was back to square one.

I decided to try a medical health class in high school and it started to become more and more interesting as the semester went on and sure enough I had my heart set on cardiology, but of course, as time passed, something did not feel right. I did not know if I wanted to go to medical school or if that was what other people wanted me to do.

My senior year of high school, I took a newspaper and a yearbook class and fell in love with the idea of being able to write for a career. My heart was set on this career, but of course, I had to make the decision upon graduating if I wanted to go into college as a journalism student.

When I started college, I took a newswriting class and a psychology class at the same time. Both seemed interesting so I decided to go for both a psychology major and a communications major. While I was going through my psychology classes, I gained a bigger interest in psychiatry.

Currently, I am near the end of my psychology major and I will be receiving my Bachelor's degree in psychology in May. Later on, I plan to complete my communication major but there is still something I do not know. Where am I going to work? What is my next step?

The thing you have to remember all throughout your educational journey is that you won't always know what to do next and that is completely okay. You still have time to make your decision. Try making a list of options and going through some pros and cons and consider the many routes you can go with your degree. Try and think about where you can see yourself in the next five years.

Don't ruin your present by thinking too much about your future. As a friend once told me, "Everything will work itself out, you just have to trust your ability to know when the opportunity comes."