20 years from now, I'd either be a fashion designer, a doctor or a business woman. It's hard to decide between your childhood dream and your parent's decision you know. Yes, I want to be a fashion designer or major in a course in fine arts but I'm afraid that it won't get me anywhere. I'm an amateur in all kinds of art but I enjoy making one. I didn't even pass in art club. See? Oh well. That's the cruel part of life I guess. On the other hand, my parent's want me to become a doctor. Sure, they've been telling me that it's my decision that I'll be following when time comes but sometimes, it can't be helped that my parent's words have hidden meaning, too. That saying that "We only want what's best for you." Doesn't that happen all the time? Well it does for me anyway. Can you see now why I'm so confused? I can see your face. Maybe your laughing at me right now. Tsk tsk. Well whatever. And so lastly, If ever I will not land a place in the art or the medicine world, I'd enter the corporate life of business. The one rushing in and out of the meeting rooms, running down the halls to pass reports and meeting the deadlines over mignight without getting any sleep. *Shivers* I don't want that life. I might miss on my thirty's if I live that way. Geez. I can't imagine my life after college. I can't even imagine myself as a college student. What on earth is going to happen to me? *Makes the sign of the cross* I'm scared. Scared of my life after high school. High school is the best. College is so different. Okay. Change topic. Back to that 20 years. Maybe, I'll have a family of my own. It depends if I'll be living with the prince charming I'm dreaming of right now. I can't have him. That's for sure. I'm daydreaming again! Oh no. Make me stop. Oh well. I guess that's it. In 20 years, it's either I'm successful or bankrupt. I wonder which one it'll be?