By Paige Lavender
Throughout high school, I had quite the inner struggle going on. I had always known I would go to college, but for what?
At the time, it was a toss-up between journalism and biology -- two completely different fields of study that appealed to me for two completely different reasons.
I thought about biology because I wanted to be a doctor. My mom is a nurse, so I grew up around Charleston Area Medical Center.
I remember being a little kid and marveling at the electrocardiograph machines on 4-South of Memorial Hospital. As a volunteer in high school, I worked alongside the nurses on that floor, observing their daily duties and wondering if I was cut out for a job that required so much of a person. (I still look up to those nurses as real-life superheroes.)
At the same time, I was falling more and more in love with writing. After helping with my eighth grade yearbook, I started considering professions that involved writing, and journalism naturally came to mind.
I couldn't believe people could actually get paid to write. The whole concept blew my mind.