Its amazing how many times people ask me this a month. But the answers I give them are everything short from amazing. Because the answer always is "I'm not sure."
This never used to bother me. At least until now. Before year 12 I thought I'd just let the job find me. Of course, there had to be a dream job that one day would just jump out and I would long to be employed into its arms. This was not the case at all...
Its year 12, half way through and I'm still as clueless as ever. I thought waiting for some sort of sign, or maybe if I just sat patiently something would come but now I'm growing impatient. What do I really want? and What can I really do?
Honestly, I cant look someone in the eye and give a straight answer. I still feel like a child, 17 is young to me and to pick a profession that I am bound to for the rest of my life. I don't want to pick the wrong one. Then what becomes of the life I want to live? Is it gone? Do I adjust? Is that what people do?
I don't want to adjust at all. I'm scared of changed, this is no secret. Sometimes change is for the better. Actually, a lot of the time it is. But I don't like how I can't control the changes the world throws at me sometimes.
Change is inevitable and I can't stay in school forever. And the time I have left to decide what I really want is beginning to suffocate me.
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argh i wrote a really long comment to this and it didn't show. >.< I'll just sum it up. I have decided that I want to be a psycologist. When you decided what you want to be, if it is right you will know. You will just get this feeling of knowlege, like that is what you were put on earth to do.
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