That’s what I am. By now I should have probably known what it is I want to do with my life, or what my forte is, but I don’t. Hell, I’m not a good student, and neither am I good at anything that actually sparks my interest for more than 5 minutes. Does this mean I need to give up and just work for the sake of it? I always thought having a say with my course in college would give me the privilege of enjoying what I do. Apparently not. A few days and I step upon my senior year. Really, what do I do? Time’s flying so fast and I haven’t been able to keep up. But oh well, as I always say- whatever will be, will be. I hope this year would give me even the slightest hint of the future. Or else, I’m dead meat.