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Friday, September 6: A story about a time you were very afraid.So, I skipped a day (only because I was sleeping over at my grandparent's) . Below is what I wrote yesterday, although it's not exactly a 'story':
I'm afraid- no, terrified- of choosing my major in university one year from now. It may seem ridiculous (especially because a lot of people my age still haven't even thought about it. Or that's what they say.). Why does it scare me?
It scares me because it is such a huge choice that will highly affect my future life. I want to do something I like, I want to go to work because I want to go to work, not because I have to. I don't want to be like all those people that are so caught up in making money to pay the rent/ run errands/ buy food, clothes etc.. that they forget to live. Oscar Wilde says that "To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people just exist", and that is why I'm scared: because I don't want to simply exist, I want to do something, be someone, I want to leave a print doing what I like. The choice may seem easy, picking something you like. But the world now is so different than what it used to be years ago. Whether you like it or not, you will have responsibilities to take care of, and a job as a graffiti artists might not cover those responsibilities up for you.
I know deep down that I won't settle for something that does not make me happy, but I can't help but fear the unknown.. It is scary, but exciting at the same time; & I just want to dive into this life and do so many things and go so many places and see so many people.
What about you? Does the unknown scare you? Does it excite you? :]
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