Way back in the dark ages (cough, middle school) I watched a movie that featured a story from Antarctica. Ever since that moment I was hooked.
Anytime I had a free-writing piece in high school I tried to relate it to climate change, marine ecosystems, oil spills, or the drastic changes in polar ice.
I had this huge plan! I was going to go to the University of Fairbanks Alaska to study Antarctic/Arctic Marine Biology, it was the only time in my entire high school career that I actually went to talk to my student adviser! Then I looked at how much studying out of state in Alaska was going to cost me, so I decided to start a little closer to home at Iowa State University.
Turns out, that was a great decision. Not only did I love going to ISU, but I ended up changing my major (to English!!) after two years. Because while I love science and learning about it, I just didn't feel like it was meant for me.
Fast forward a few years and I graduated with a degree in English and Classical Studies, was working as a kitchen manager and cook, and was trying to decide on where to go from there. No matter how many jobs I applied for my mind just always came circling back to Antarctica. I started doing more research because I figured that they had to hire more than just scientists there, right? Almost a year passes, jobs were posted and applied for, and then... I got in!
So that's where I am now, writing this the night before I'm supposed to fly out =^.^=