When Everything's Meant to be Broken

Hey. I guess I am quite jealous that I don't have a clear sense of direction like some people. I mean, I suck at the Arts. I suck at the Sciences, leaving me with very few options. I mean, I have a few ideas here and there. But... I dunno. People ask me to do what makes me happy. They ask me if I would be happy if I were an engineer or a doctor, but in all honesty, I would be really happy if I were a footballer. Not one of those rich bastards(though I don't mind) mind you. Playing in one of the bottom leagues in Sweden or Switzerland or something like that. But then again, I suck so bad at soccer, I doubt I would go so far.

After going to SV, I realised that I wanted to live in the Bay Area when I start to work. But then again, is that the best option? Should I stay in Singapore or go overseas? Should I stay to finish my NS or just forget about it and never return to Singapore? Really, this Helmsman Week has raised more doubts than cleared them. Maybe that was the aim of this week?

So now I sit back, and begin to plan out my life, not knowing what I want at all.