For example, this was me at age 17: http://www.myspace.com/thevoiceofkathleen
At seventeen, I thought I was going to make a serious career out of singing. I even recorded a few songs, and played a few shows. I was an excellent singer, and still am; with a range of four octaves, as well as experience with various vocal styles. But somewhere along the line, I changed my mind. Do I know when? Not really. I guess I just lost interest in doing that particular thing. Maybe it just wasn't something I needed. I still keep my MySpace up, because I'm sure at least some of the 1882 "friends" I have on there still like my music (at least my dad does)!
How about ten years? At the age of 12, I did stuff like this:
When I was 12, I wanted to be an architect. I would spend day in and day out drawing floor plans for houses. They were pretty damn good, and I have license to say that as I am no longer a seventh-grader by any means bragging about my life. I probably could have done well in architecture school, but who makes money off of architecture these days? Thanks, housing bubble.
But these are just two examples, of many, of things changing. I'm sure everyone's plans change at one point or another in their lives.
Yeah, a year ago today, I was living in a tiny apartment, majoring in Art (like, my fifth major in college) at Western Washington University. I think I played World of Warcraft, too? I'm not trying to undermine who I was a year ago, but I truly believe that I have changed most drastically in the past year than ever in my life. And I think it has everything to do with graduating college.
As for college, I graduated two months ago with a general studies degree (never did decide on a major, but did decide it was time to leave). I now live in a pretty nice house with a yard in a garage, which I don't own, but have come to the realization that I could very easily purchase a home like this with my savings and the amount of money I will be making at my new job.
Oh yeah, I start my new job next week. I'm going to be a technical writer! It's funny that I say that, because it is seriously something I both never said "I want to be this when I grow up" nor heard of before my last quarter of college (when I took my first and only technical writing course).
I don't know that writing isn't something that I'll just lose interest in, like architecture or singing, but I do know this: I have been writing almost as long as I have been drawing. At first, I seriously sucked at spelling. But I was always writing. When I was a younger kid, I kept a diary. In fact, I kept a diary up until...well, I still keep a diary! Though I don't write in it hardly ever. Then, in the early 2000s, I got a LiveJournal. Then a MySpace. Then a Facebook. Then a Blogger...then a Hubpage...and now, back to Blogger, apparently.
I don't know if writing is something I necessarily enjoy, but I know it is something that is basically a backbone to who I am as a person. When I laid out floor plans in the seventh grade, I kept a diary. When I sang, I blogged about it. Now? Well, I am apparently making money doing it.
How much did you change between your Senior year in college and your first year out?
