When I was a freshmen in High School, it was a schoolwide requirement to take an Earth Science class. There was one teacher that everyone didn't like and always did poorly in his class, and of course I had him; most of the kids did. After a year with Mr. Evans, I still loved the subject when everyone else thought rocks were dumb. Well, they're all dumb because rocks are cool. Because I still liked rocks after that class, it was kind of a testament that I was really passionate about the subject, and pretty much from that point on I knew I wanted to major in geology.
Maybe it predates that though. In the 4th grade we watched a really cool video on volcanoes. I remember going to the OC public library and checking out books on Pompeii and stuff afterward and being completely captivated by the subject. And now, eleven years later, I still love volcanoes.
I've always been so amazed by open-majors because I've always known what I would do when I got to college. I can't imagine people studying in a subject they're not passionate about; I think that would just be the most horrible thing. Luckily for me, I love rocks.
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