The Why does not matter, but right now I have trouble believing in myself. My first dream was to be the first person to compete at the Winter and Summer Olympics, but my interests in cycling, or tennis never seemed to materialize. I thought I was too old back then! OMG...IT JUST HIT ME!

I remember playing tennis when I was young. It was my first sport. It really spoke to me because 1) It was something that my brother had not done that could be shoved down my throat like football and basketball and 2) It was more consistent with my personality. I loved playing tennis and badminton when I was younger. I just loved the feel of it. I would hit the ball up against a wall or play it on the road by myself.

Later on, I took up mountain biking and running. I keep remember thinking that WOW....maybe I could do both of these things. I even told my dad that one day I wanted to run track for the University of Utah. Just seemed real cool to do at the time.

But early at that age, I decided that with it was just too tough. That I had waited too long. That at 14, I was too old to become a competitive runner. That I was too old to become a professional mountain biker. I gave up on my dreams. All I really wanted was the feeling of being a professional athlete. And I gave up on it.

I dreamed of being rich. I dreamed of being a corporate mogul. I dreamed of working at IMG. I dreamed of working at the UN. I dreamed of working at the IOC. I dreamed of working at the CIA. I dreamed of working at the FBI. I dreamed of working as President. I dreamed of being a Senator. I dreamed of being in Congress. I dreamed of being mayor in my hometown. I dreamed of being a social entrepreneur. I dreamed of being in the State Department. I dreamed of working for the Foreign Service. I dreamed of working in international development. I dreamed. I dreamed. I dreamed. It is always the same things over and over and over again. and then suddenly I dream of being a human rights attorney. You know, no one grows up in life and says that theywant to be a CERTAIN BLAH. Why do people do that? Why do people stay in seemingly foolish positions or in jobs they hate or with bosses and companies they hate or what why whay do they do things such as that!

I have dreamed and dreamed and dreamed and yet, the thing that holds me back, is my ability to just MOVE FORWARD WITHOUT FEAR, GET ON A TRACK I AM HAPPY ABOUT and WORK HARD AT IT.

3 years ago, I read a whole book about what i wanted to do with my life based on my personality. We discovered that this was already done. We figured this out. Now, why I am I here again.

I know what interests me is international relations. I know what interests me is the thought that I might have the opportunity to get experience working for the federal government in the United States. I have just always wanted an international career. I really do not know how to describe it. I have always

So, now, here I am. In the same town that I was in 4 years ago. In much the same situation. I am working in a job that is not fulfilling to me.