I've been depressingly thinking about what my future holds. Will I be a Certified Public Accountant? A Civil Lawyer? A writer? A journalist? A novelist? A chef? Or just be an ordinary girl who lives her life the way she wanted it to be? I don't actually know the answer to my own question. It's really hard for me to focus on one purpose, on one goal, on one mission. I always see myself longing for what I want for a given period of time. It's not that my dream's constantly changing every now and then, I just wanted to experience a lot of things, to know this and that. Having said that, I'm really confused. I want this. I want that. I wanted to be all, something and peculiar.