I just spent an hour and a half talking with my professor about the field of marine biology. Did you want to be a professor? Do the graduate schools you attend really matter more than the experience you have? How will I know all of the things??
It was really enlightening to hear him say that success is relative. You don’t have to be a marine biologist rock star to be happy. The next 10 years of my life are going to be filled with hard work, disappointment, learning, more hard work as I learn how to conduct research under various mentors and prove myself to the marine biology field (and I think most importantly, to myself!) I think one of the most important things I should be concerned about…is doing what I love.
Work hard, play hard, do what you love, do it well and the next ten years can bring me to a place that I want to be…what sacrifices am I willing to make to get to that place?
P.S. Here are some pictures I took of what I did/looked at today!
The ocean hates me. Two days of small craft advisories, then it’s too murky to see to transect, then the low tide is so low that I can walk along my 10-meter transect lines and not get wet. But hey, I got to wear this sweet hat.