Choices: Too many
Hey Guys! I've drafted this for a long while, always wanting to add more but never did it seem the words.
My life is a mess. Ok, well its not a mess, but it could be a lot easier
Believe it or not I was a bit of a badass in primary school. I emphasise a bit of. A BIT OF. I had a lot of spare time during class and I got bored and got into a bit of trouble. Back then when I had spare time, I'd just burn it running around in circles, doing boring tasks and stuff. I didn't really know what I wanted to do.
And nothing has changed, I still don't know what I want. I don't know what I want to do after University, I don't know what to do during University and don't know what to do during my free time.
In high school, I chose science because thats what I knew how to do. I never had a clear picture of yay, going to focus my entire studies towards this. I mean, half the reason I chose UniMelb was because I didn't have to choose what I wanted to do. I figured, I could always change my mind and change into something. Now, at the end of second year at university I still have no idea what I want to do. I don't know what major to pick, don't know what subjects to do nor any semblance of a path to the future.
And as such, I'm not motivated to do much. After the study, my friends and my hobbies, I have no idea. Should I pursue photography? Pick a major based on difficulty, money or interest? Should I try blogging to the next level and openly advertise it? Wouldn't it be nice, if one path just lit up and you could just see all the way to the end?
Growing up, we are taught that education gives us choice to do whatever we want. I never thought that choice would be a burden; a curse even.
~AngryAsian~
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