Sometimes I feel like throwing my hands up in the air.

Sometimes I wonder why I’m in school doing something I barely have any interest in. I would be doing something I want to do… but I have no clue what that is. I’m stuck in a rut. I have no career related dreams or aspirations, and quite frankly, it sucks. I don’t even have a passion for everything except sleeping and eating. If I could make a career out of that I would. I wish I had some awesome talent so I could be some sort of professional. But no. I was born with nothing but good looks and a charming personality. Curse the world!

I’ve always thought about dropping out and travelling the world, with the non-existent money that I have. It would be freaking brilliant. I am quite fond of the idea of living for the moment, because you never know what might happen. I want to live my live to the fullest, doing outrageous and unforgetable things. But if I do that now, and completely forget about the future, then I will surely be screwed if I do live a long and healthy life. That’s why it’s so hard for me to do what I want. It’s either I do whatever or I plan for the future. It’s like I can’t do both, simultaneously at the same degree. Argh.

I just want to go to Australia. And Greece. And Italy. And the UK. And Spain. And the US.

WHY CAN’T I JUST FAST FORWARD TO THE PART WHERE I GET MY DEGREE AND GRADUATE?

Oh life.