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It’s hard to know what you want to do for a living when you are 17 years old, and it becomes more stressful when you live in a culture that sees choosing a university career as the most important decision of your life.
This is how my adulthood began, more or less – I entered university when I was only 17 years old. Through high school, many career options had popped into my head – architecture, cooking, aviation, audio engineering, veterinary work, etc.
Frankly, I had no idea of what I wanted to study, and my parents gave me some wise advice: that I study something generic, and through study, I would get a clearer idea of what I wanted to really become (sort of).