College is a scary place. Yes, it is fun to be able to live by your own rules for once, party all the time, and watch as much Netflix as you want, but sometimes shit gets serious. Going into college, I knew that I wasn't going to major in math or science. So with those fields off the table, I had to find the major that worked best for me, which is anthropology.

Now the interesting thing about picking a major is that I have no clue if it is what I really want to study. My interests change so often, and it is scary to think that I would be picking the thing I would focus on for the rest of my life when all I can worry about now is trying to watch "Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt" and get all my homework done.

This is not to say that picking your major can't be the best feeling ever. Finally getting to study what you want. Having to take so many requirements in high school, then again in college if you go to a liberal arts like me, can be a drag. Picking your major could let you never take another math class, or allow you to never have to read another long English novel in your life. This can be a great thing, but it can also shut you off from some field of study you never knew you actually were interested in.

I say I want to be an anthropology major, but there are so many fields of study that I have yet to tap. Would it be fair to myself to never look into them, and see if I am missing out on an area of study that was meant for me?

Another thing that I never thought about before I picked my major was that you can't just be an anthropologist. You have to focus on the cultural, nutritional, or any of the several other sub levels of study. This is true within a lot of majors, and I honestly just don't know what I want to study, so it's a little scary trying to choose.

Whenever I tell someone that I want to be an Anthropology major they ask, "What are you going to do with that?" and I confidently say, "Whatever I want," while I have a mini panic attack about my future on the inside. I honestly have no idea what I am going to do, and sometimes that feels liberating, while other times, when I am listening to my friends who have their lives planned out to the hour, I feel like maybe I should get my act together.

It's hard to go from high school, where the only big decision you have to make for those four years is where you are going to college, to actually being at college and trying to plan your life. I am almost done with my first year of college, and I'm not gonna lie, I have no clue what is going on. Sometimes I wish I was back in high school where peoples' worries revolved around dances, not what I want to study for the next four years, and possibly my whole life.

I hope you enjoyed my little rant, and realize you are not alone on this educational rollercoaster we call college, the rest of us are here with you. Although we all might have taken different struggle busses to get to school, we're all on the same one now, and we will make it over the speed bump of picking our major, and we will kick some ass and have some fun while doing it.