Mental Case Breakdown 101

Today I have officially decided I am not happy. Not in the "oh my god, I'm so depressed, I'm going to dress in black for the rest of my life and paint my face white" kind of unhappy; I am unhappy with the major decisions I have made in my life.

17 is far too young an age to decide what you want to do for the rest of your life. I never fully understood how big of a decision choosing your university is until now; the last few days of the first semester. As a result of this, I realize I have made the wrong decision choosing the university for me. I thought I'd learn to like it... you can't learn to like something you're paying thousands for but still unsure of. You have to really want what you choose to do with your life, not hope you can coast on a "maybe I'll like it".

I'm stuck in a position that is leaving me with a major headache. For now I'll calm myself down with what I wish I was going to school for.

I'll start looking at colleges tomorrow.

Fact of the day: I never agree with myself.