Sometimes, you have these experiences that you know can possibly change your life, and you're terrified and excited at the same time. I felt that way when I got into college, I felt that way when I decided to transfer, I felt that way when I added Criminal Justice as my second major, I felt that way when I met certain people in my life, and I felt that way when I joined Phi Sigma Sigma. And that's how I felt last Saturday, when I took my LSAT.
When I was a kid, I wanted to be a lot of things. I wanted to be a teacher, and I'd make my little brother sit at a desk that my dad found at a garage sale, and I'd make tests and have him take them, and I'd grade them. I wanted to be an animal -- any animal would do, but I wanted to be an animal. I wanted to be a doctor, but then I decided I wanted to be a nurse because they were nicer...but then I realized I get sick at the sight of most bodily fluids. I wanted to be a stay-at-home mom and didn't understand why people told me I had to have a job -- I thought being a mom could be its own job. I also wanted to be a news anchor at one point...I'm unsure why, but I did.
Since hitting adolescence, I've wanted to be other things. Some of these dreams were serious, others whimsical. There was a period of time where I still wanted to teach high school. Then I wanted to be a cop. I also wanted to be a clinical psychologist (hence my original major in Psychology) and then a forensic psychologist (hence the second major in Criminal Justice). I've also toyed with the idea of being a party planner, because I think it would be fun, and also with being an interior designer (if I had the style). I've also always wanted to write a novel.
One dream that has been at the back of my mind throughout my entire life was to be a lawyer: specifically a criminal lawyer (prosecution, not defense). I always ignored that desire, though, because that's what people told me to do. I'm stubborn and I wanted to be my own person, not be what other people wanted me to be. But as I've taken more and more CJ courses, I've been more and more tempted to consider that being a lawyer might actually be the career choice that really would make me happy. And when one of the best professors I've ever had pulled me aside after class and told me that he thought I should seriously consider law school, because I have a brilliant analytical mind and he thought I'd be an incredible lawyer, I was floored and I took the time to seriously think about it...and here I am, applying to law school. Throughout my whole life, the dream was trying to get my attention. My family, friends and boyfriends insisted throughout my entire life that I should be a lawyer because I never lose an argument...and that one compliment from someone I admire and someone who is a lawyer and knew me for a few months just made me snap out of it. I was being stubborn in an attempt to be myself and not listen to anyone else, when in reality, being a lawyer is probably the one thing my mind is most suited for and the one thing I would be most effective at.
So I took a leap, and I took my LSAT. I didn't feel nearly prepared enough, and walking out, I felt relieved that it was over, but so much more stressed...because now I have to wait until October 26th to know how I did. I'm looking at some pretty great schools, because my GPA would get me into them...but my LSAT score and make or break my applications.
I've already warned my mother to prepare to have a very annoying daughter for the next few weeks, because I'll be calling her nonstop stressing about it. But hey...I took the step. And it's big. Regardless of my score, I'm kind of proud of myself for figuring out that this is what I want to do.