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Did Curiosity Really Kill the Cat?
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Did Curiosity Really Kill the Cat?

When I was four years old, I was set on being a flight attendant. The prospect of free travel was enticing to me, seeing as I was able to travel with family from a very young age. As one could imagine, my logical reasoning led to support from my family’s end. The backing for any and all of my ambitions has carried on throughout my entire life, even though my career plans haven’t always been the same. 

As I’ve “grown” up, my plans have shifted and completely changed on a regular basis. I’ve had moments of wanting to be a nail artist one day and a baker the next. Those around me have never ceased to encourage my aspirations, as seen through my mother buying nail polish and encouraging nine year old me to learn how to do nail designs through Youtube tutorials. I’ll admit that as I’ve gotten older, my general idea of where I see myself as a professional has become a bit more consistent. Yet, I still have that spark within me to try new things and see where opportunities can take me.

I came into college not exactly knowing what I wanted to do. Throughout my freshman year, I made it a point to enroll in a wide variety of classes. From music appreciation to general biology, I soaked up the course content and made it a point to connect with my professors. While I’ve recently found my passions in the business world and am currently pursuing them with the team at Dropshyp, I’m still very much interested in learning everything I can. From writing blog posts to learning more about the company’s approach to finances, I hope to never lose sight of my role as a student throughout my life. There is no such thing as useless knowledge, so did curiosity really kill the cat? Or did the cat go off and see what the world had to offer him?