There has honestly never been a moment, that I can remember at least, where I didn't have at least ten questions in my head. This constant questioning of the world led me to develop several different interests pertaining to my future career. These interests would allow me to answer all my questions and included doctor, cobbler, mortician, chef, teacher, and nomad. But I still always felt like none of these occupations would leave me satisfied, that was until I began reading The Human Story for AP World History and taking psychology my sophomore year. As I was learning about how the human experience and biology has changed over time. I felt every piece of my curiosity light up like a city when the power is turned back on after an outage. I finally had something I was passionately curious about.
I love people, I love the who, what, why, when, where, and how of people. I love how we've evolved over time and how our decisions and evolution have led us to where we are today. Ive always been pretty quick to make friends because the idea of meeting new people and learning about them interests me. This worries me though. The my always questioning nature leaves me worried if I will ever be satisfied in the future, and I constantly fear that I will never find a profession that allows me to ask all my questions.
Last year I took psychology and it was amazing, it was a class that never bored me and allowed me to ask all of my questions. We did a project where we had to make a brain, and while my clay brain was not beautiful it held my curiosity for weeks after. To think that this brain, this 3 pound gelatinous blob holds the secrets to the human species, and while all brains have the same parts they somehow manage to create billions upon billions of unique personalities and an infinite number of ideas.
So, in conclusion I ask a lot of questions. This annoys a lot of people, but its my attempt to satisfy that ever present burning desire to understand the world around me. And I like the brain i guess.
Last year I took psychology and it was amazing, it was a class that never bored me and allowed me to ask all of my questions. We did a project where we had to make a brain, and while my clay brain was not beautiful it held my curiosity for weeks after. To think that this brain, this 3 pound gelatinous blob holds the secrets to the human species, and while all brains have the same parts they somehow manage to create billions upon billions of unique personalities and an infinite number of ideas.
So, in conclusion I ask a lot of questions. This annoys a lot of people, but its my attempt to satisfy that ever present burning desire to understand the world around me. And I like the brain i guess.
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