Ever since I was very small, I've been completely and totally enamored with the sciences. When I was three, I wanted to be a paleontologist, so I memorized all of the scientific names of all of the dinosaurs. I would walk around the Peabody museum spewing all of the information I knew. At five, I had my heart set on becoming a veterinarian; I absolutely loved animals, and wanted to pursue a career in which I could always interact with them and ease their ailments. Finally, at eight years old, I set my sights on becoming a medical doctor. Nearly ten years later, this has not changed at all, and it never will. I truly cannot see myself doing anything else with my life. As I look back on my decision, I believe it was largely because my own pediatrician
