Life Planned Out at 19

G'morning all. I have to leave for class in about forty-five minutes, but I don't really feel like cleaning up my breakfast dishes, so I'm doing this instead. There has been an issue in my life that I have been giving a lot of thought to lately, and by lately I mean the last several days or so. Why is it, that as a freshman in college, I'm expected to know what I want to do with the rest of my life? Am I supposed to be able to draw upon my vast pool of life experiences to know this? Regardless of how sarcastic I be about it, the world, well maybe not the world, but my world, still wants an answer. So how do I answer this question? After quite a bit of thought, I believe I have an answer. This magical answer is two fold.

First off, I need to decide what I can do. By that, I mean what are my skills geared toward? So... What am I good at? Hmm... Umm... I don't like this question. I'm good at chemistry when I study. I'm good at all subjects when I study. Well, there's a hint. I'm good when I study. If I extrapolate this out, it could mean that no matter what I choose to do, I'll do fine if I study. Wait, where have I heard this before? Oh yeah! Every teacher I've ever had has at some point muttered that we'll be fine if we study. Alright, I guess this point is kind of moot.

Then I guess it falls to what am I going to be happiest doing? The way I chose my current major was by what I was good at in high school. I don't think that was a very wise thing to do. As it so happens, what I was good at then, well, it doesn't interest me so much now. I liked chem in high school because it was easy, and I got to make things explode. What do I like now? I like writing. I always have. I like sharing my opinions. I always have. So what is a profession that I can be paid to write about my opinions? All that comes to mind right now is journalism. That really does sound like something I could do for the rest of my life. Yes, I would make as much money as a chemical engineer, but is money really going to make me that happy? I can't say for sure until someone gives my a lot of money. Then I could find out, but based on past experience, I can say money isn't what truly puts a smile on my face.

With this said, should I switch my declared major?