I think I realized I wanted to be a psychologist when I was in middle school. I think a lot of it had to do with the fact that my parents went their own ways. In high school I still felt the same way, I felt like I knew what I wanted to do with my life. I was ready to graduate, go to college and start my career.
After a month or two of being in Florida Atlantic University, I realized that wasn't my future, in my mind I knew I was born to be something else. I kept changing from major to major not knowing what the fuck I was going to do with my life.
During my sophomore year in college I took a leave of absences, went back to family. Hoping everything would fall into place. It did, well I think it did. I decided to pursue the one thing I knew I was good at--Cooking. I enrolled into Le Cordon Bleu Orlando, I thought it was the perfect place to go, I could be close to some of my friends from FAU but also far enough at the same time. Which sounds like an oxymoron, but its not.
Then I realized that I needed a fresh start, where no one knew me, somewhere I felt I could start over and not have to worry about my past. The answer was right there.
Boston--It had all the season and it made sense to me. I realized that was where my heart wanted to be.
Since I can remember I've always wanted to be on FoodNetwork. I thought that was the ultimate success.
I was wrong once again, I have a passion for food as well as writing. I'm not as good as I would like to be, but then it hit me. Major in english, go to gradschool.
There it was, right in front of me, what can I do, what could I do where I could eat all the time, and talk and write about. Food Critic.
Its perfect. The perfect job for me. I kept looking for answers to see how my life would plan out. I finally found it. I finally found what will make me happy in life.
Lets see how it goes. I still have over a year and a half let to gradate from Le Cordon Bleu.
The thing is now, I know what I am going to do and I know I will succeed.
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