Why do I feel like adulthood is crushing itself all around me? If someone asks me one more time what I'm planning on doing with my life I might scream. I pretend like I know exactly what I want, but the truth is.... I don't. I have absolutely no clue. I thought I at least knew where I wanted to go to school after highschool, but now I'm not so sure. I don't think that 200 people per class sounds like a fantastic learning environment. Calculus last year would have been unbearable in a class of 30, much less 200. I need a job, I need money, I need to make up my mind, I need to apply to schools, I need, I need, I need.
Stressful. Holy Shit.
And I feel like Senior Year is just going to be a big ball of nerves, and indecision. But I can't be indecisive, this is my life. This is my future. I don't know if everyone feels this way, or if I am just naturally anxious. Well, we'll see, won't we?
PS. Having a panic attack at the Apple Store in San Francisco is not the most pleasant experience.
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