There I was in highschool: I had my friends, I had decent enough grades, I had an uneventfull and relaxed life, And I was happy with it. The problem came around between my 16-17th birthday, as I was getting closer and closer to leaving highschool. I needed to make a choice, I needed to pick a future, I needed to think about what I wanted to do with my life. By now I should have already thought about it, but I didn't care, I was fine, why bother?

In my mind I came to the crappy conclusion that I should stay behind for another year to be better, to invest a bit more of my time. As to raise my chances of getting into the College I wanted. And so I did, to almost none effect, my grades were almost the same if not worst since In the end I had the same motivation I had before, get through it. Actually a few years later I just came to the conclusion that this was my first try at postponing my choice.

So another year passed and again I had to make a choice. And I chose to go to college, most of my friends were going, or already there so I did the same. What happened? I found out it wasn't what I thought. I spent 2 years lost in a course I didn't like. I tryed another which I did like, but figured out I didn't want that for the rest of my life, this took another 1,5 years. At which point I said no. This Is Enough! I'm lost, I don't know what I wan't. But I do know what I don't wan't, and that is were my life is heading.

It took me another almost 2 years of deep self-examination, of a bit trial and error, to see what future fited me. It was hard, it was exausting, but it was worth it. Now I know what I want, do you?

PS: I was lucky to have parents that helped me and supported me as best they could, If they did anything diferently I wouldn't be were I am now. I ow them my past, my present and my new future.