Advise Me (Please!)

This week starts advising period at Fairfield. That simple sentence should not freak me out as much as it should, but I can't help but worry. Advising period is used to reduce the stress of picking classes next semester, you meet with your advisor and they suggest what classes you should take. This gives me the worst anxiety. Picking my classes is making a plan for my future. I can't think of the future without getting worried.


The idea of picking classes scares me so much because I feel like I have no idea what I am doing. I am undecided, I don't have a major and have no ideas of interest (well that is not completely true). I know I want to do something with health science, but I am not sure exactly what. To pick a major would be a huge help, but I am too indecisive. One day I want to be one thing, and the next day it changes. Sometimes I think I can't handle being a pre-health major, then the next I think I have the ability to be the next great scientist. It seems like every other student at Fairfield knows exactly what they are doing. They have their classes picked out and they are ready to move onto the next semester. They all have majors and know what they want to be when they grow up. Then there is me, the complete opposite.

I know everyone says its okay to be undecided and most people change their majors they originally started with, but I hate not knowing. I want to know what I am studying and what I am going to be when I grow up. I am impatient, I just want to snap my fingers and get the answers to these questions. I know life does not work like that, but it would be awesome if it did.

The reason I am getting so worked up over this is because I put way to much pressure on myself. I don't know why, but I expect myself to know everything. I am going to make mistakes. I can't always be right, but I wish I could. Not knowing what to do is apart of the college experience. I just need to relax and talk to my advisor. Everything always works out, I just have to be patient.