I just hate the moments when I realize that I have no idea what to do with my life…I have declared three different majors and two different minors in two years. I absolutely hate when people ask, “Well…What are you passionate about?” I have no idea! And not to sound like an ass, but I preform well at most school subjects, so I can’t rely on the happiness I feel from being good at something to help me decide what to do with the rest of my life. I’m am in a bit of a panic because everyone else seems to have their lives in order. I will be a junior in a week and a half! I feel like I am working towards nothing. It’s becoming seriously depressing.



