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October, October, October. You blessed month, October. So many of us (myself included) take you for granted. You seemed like another useless month that’s simply blocking our way towards the only month we all truly care for— December. Yet amazingly, something about this October has made me realize just how big of a mistake I’ve been making. You’ve given me my moment of truth, my moment of complete honesty and happiness I’ve longed for over the past four years. You’ve opened my eyes to something larger than life itself, so magnificent that the words I’m about to use to describe such miracle do not do the great name of  ‘October’ any justice. I’ve taken you for granted all these years and finally, I’ve been enlightened on your sheer perfection and strategically placed position in the year.

Okay, I’ll cut the crap. Maybe I am being a bit too melodramatic here. Obviously October isn’t that spectacular of a month, but what’s happened during said month that’s caused me to take a 180 and suddenly realize what I’ve been missing out on? October’s made me realize that just how quickly my deadlines for college applications are— early November, mid November, early December, mid December, early January, mid January, and that one random day in February (February 1st…probably not that random). At the same time, October’s been the month where I haven’t felt extremely pressured to throw myself into college apps. October’s that one friend we don’t spend as much time with but is always there to listen to whatever it is we have to say. October’s our little cheerleader, urging us to do as we please but not submerge ourselves into complete chaos.

A few days ago during this blessed month, I found myself discussing college plans with a close friend of mine. As our conversations got more personal, I reached an enlightenment.  Now, I know what y’all are thinking. With so many “epiphanies“, every moment seems like another moment of truth for me. However, this time it was a true epiphany. I had the “hallelujah” moment, the moment where a ray of light and truth shone down upon me.

I figured out what it is that I really want to do in life, and lo and behold, it’s medicine. Before I go on and explain myself, let me be the first to say that this is hardly a surprise. Currently, I attend a high school focused on health professions and the medical field, so the prospect of going into something health/medical related is not something new. Even before this realization, I’ve struggled to find a middle ground between my love for medicine with my passion for journalism.

I’ve always thought about this middle ground, but it wasn’t until mid October when I finally realized just how near my future is. I want to go into medicine because it deals with people, and I absolutely love being with people. People, people, people. I love the way people interact and communicate with one another on so many different levels. I love how everyone has a different story, yet we all share a special bond with one another.

Yes, I do love journalism more than anything in this entire world, but the main reason why I love it so dearly is because of the exact same reason I love medicine— people. Humans are fascinating and in all honesty, all I really want to do in life is to be able to hear what people have gone through and find a way to make things right for them. Obviously, the idea of going into journalism still looms over me. So to incorporate that “journalism feel” into my life, I want to work with an organization that provides medical treatments and relief efforts, like Doctors Without Borders, Red Crescent/Cross, and Peace Corps. Clichéd answer? Most definitely. But working with these organizations could open up a door of infinite possibilities for me. And to be completely honest with you, I know it’s something that I want to do, not just something I’ve been expected to do. I mean, think about it. I’m involved in so many clubs and volunteer work that’s aimed at working with people. Why? Because I am a people person, an observer of mankind. It satisfies my wanderlust cravings, yet allows me to give back to the world in a positive and sustainable way.

Alright, slight change of topics here. I’m proud to say I’ve actually made progress on my college applications. My “final” list of colleges is as follows (note: I use final very lightly because the chances of me adding or taking away a school or two is very likely):

  • University of Texas Pan American (submitted!)
  • University of Texas at San Antonio (application done!)
  • Southwestern University (EA)
  • St. Edward’s University (EA)
  • Northwestern University
  • Macalester College
  • Smith College
  • Wellesley College

At this point, the last 2 are a bit iffy. Although they are terrific colleges, I’m not entirely sure if they’re the right fit for me. Nevertheless, I’m keeping them on this list just to keep an open mind about applying. Out of the 8 colleges listed, only 3 qualify as my dreams/reaches— Wellesley, Northwestern, and Macalester. The UT based universities are my safeties, thanks to the top 10% rule. Because most of the application dates are scattered, with November 1 being the earliest and February 1 being the latest, I’ve decided to spend 1-2 weekends per application. When I mean application I don’t just mean filling in the profile, but the actual supplements and essays as well. If my plans go accordingly, I should be done with all of my college applications by December, which will honestly be such a relief and less of a headache to deal with!

I’m a bit overexcited here, if you can’t already tell. I mean, it’s finally happening. I’m ready to hit the ground running and there’s no way I’m stopping until all of these beloved applications (/sarcasm) are submitted. That glorious moment when I finally submit the last app, I will release the greatest sigh of relief ever heard/felt in humanity.

Alright, alright, alright. Enough with the big kid talk. Just thinking about college  is a bit terrifying, let along having a career in the future. I mean c’man, it’s life we’re talking about here. As a wise man one said, “Life is not a game, people!” (yes, that man was indeed Kid President). We can pretend life is just a big game where there are room for mistakes. But at the end of the day, we can’t forget that we each have a destiny to follow, something to keep us going in life. In a nutshell, October came in like a wrecking ball. It really and truly did, and Miley if you’re reading this, I feel you completely homegirl. October hit me right in the face with reality, but it also gave room for me to change and finally accept all that’s happening in this seemingly chaotic world right now. And for that, I thank you with all that I have, my dear October.

P.S. Though the GIF on the right has almost no relevance in this article, I really just wanted an excuse to do it. PREACH IT HOMEGIRL, whoever it is that you are.

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Born on the other side of the globe but raised in the Lone Star State, Ameera Khan is currently a rising freshman at the University of Texas-Pan American, where she is majoring in Premed-Biology under a BS/MD program. She is a self proclaimed fanatic of soccer, tea, beautiful paperback books, adventure, deep life conversations, and rice pudding. She also has an indefinite love for running, culture, and politics (although she is terrible at the former). Ameera has been writing for The Prospect since June 2013, where she wrote for the Admit/Deny column until the end of her senior year. She is currently a college writer and editor for The Prospect.

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