Today, a conversation with Claron made me realised that actually I had lost my sense of direction in life. I actually am not sure where I want to go to, what course to study, and why do I study.
Maybe its fear for my future. Though I like to design things, I fear the prospect of being unemployed. What if my choice turns out to be not what I had wanted? What if I found out that what I really want is not design but something else? All of this what ifs seems to be leading me to nowhere.
I am usually a optimistic person, those who know me will know. I do not cry or get upset but I somehow have the characteristic of Pisces, that of being lost. I hate this feeling that I am in nowhere.
Maybe fate has something for me. Maybe design is the way. Haha. I am not too sure yet. But after pondering for the whole afternoon, I seem to be able to see a direction. Maybe it is me who is the deciding factor of my success, the job haha, is just a complement to my life.
Maybe I will be a freelance designer, maybe I will be a entrepreneur, and maybe I will be selling my designs. Haha. I do not know. But design here I come.
Maybe its fear for my future. Though I like to design things, I fear the prospect of being unemployed. What if my choice turns out to be not what I had wanted? What if I found out that what I really want is not design but something else? All of this what ifs seems to be leading me to nowhere.
I am usually a optimistic person, those who know me will know. I do not cry or get upset but I somehow have the characteristic of Pisces, that of being lost. I hate this feeling that I am in nowhere.
Maybe fate has something for me. Maybe design is the way. Haha. I am not too sure yet. But after pondering for the whole afternoon, I seem to be able to see a direction. Maybe it is me who is the deciding factor of my success, the job haha, is just a complement to my life.
Maybe I will be a freelance designer, maybe I will be a entrepreneur, and maybe I will be selling my designs. Haha. I do not know. But design here I come.
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