In high school, I was anything but a science nerd. I was very committed to the literary arts magazine, my face was always in a book, and I had a considerable reputation in the English Department. All my science teachers could say of me was that I was "trying my best."

When I got accepted into a chemistry program, and decided to go through with it, everyone (including myself) was shocked. My mom was proud but continually reassured me that "I have plenty of time to change my major." My friends didn't understand. Proclaiming that I was off to get my B.S. seemed like a load of BS. But I was convinced.

I have an endless passion to create and understand. This is something that I felt could only be expressed through a fundamental understanding of what makes the universe the universe. I love the fact that every time something is figured out there is something else that becomes a big question. The most exciting thing to me is discovery. The reason I always was so absorbed in books is trying to get to the end, trying to find out what happens, how does it all end?

For me science was the epitome of this. There is always something to find out. There are so many puzzle pieces just waiting to be put together. I love questions. There is a sort of comfort in uncertainty, in the undiscovered waiting around the corner, waiting there for me to find it.

I love a future of possibilities. I love the fact that at the moment I have no idea what I'll be working on in the future because it doesn't exist yet.

My God complex has culminated in me attempting to create the future that our children will live in. I have a fascination with the new. I have a self destructive obsession with that in which I don't understand.

I've spent countless hours stumbling through my classes; countless more deep in existential crises trying to remind myself why the f*ck I'm doing this. But the further I get into my course load the more excited I get. The closer the future is for me the more happy I am. I don't have any plans on what I'm going to do after graduation. But I know that there a lot of possibilities out there waiting for me. And who knows, maybe my literary edge is just what the scientific world needs.

I am aware that I will never be the best at what I'm doing. I often find myself questioning if I'm even mediocre at what i'm doing. But moving past my own ego, I know that I have found something that truly excites me. Something that makes the future something that I want to strive for. And that's really all I need.

Plus I would love to see the look on all my exes faces if the Nobel Prize is ever mine.