I'm Scared (from Proper Mood)

As this study abroad draws near, I'm thinking more and more about the future everyday. And you know what? I'm SCARED. I just spent a couple hours sifting through online research on journalism majors and careers, and...it's pretty bleak. If I don't find my 'niche' in the industry quickly, I fear that I will end up working useless jobs all my life. I don't want to do freelance. I'm not a huge fan of broadcast journalism. What the *bleep* am I going to do?

I think I'm going on this study abroad trip for a lot more than a chance to fully explore the German culture and language. Maybe it's to find a true passion for something that can get me somewhere. My dad keeps buggin me about entering a military job. The security in it is the reason why. Both him and my mother disapprove of my major choice, and I use to not care. But, like I said, I am now officially worried.

The funny thing is that I didn't even want to go to college. I wanted to explore the world, with no real direction. But after being berated by my grandma on my father's side and then having others nod in agreement...that idea was
quickly diminished.

Le sigh. Guess I'll have to keep my head up and just graduate. The sooner I get out, the sooner I can find my right path. Whew. I'm tired. I just walked 3 miles home after having to commute by myself sans-car to San Francisco and back because the 'rents are out of town. Having a bite of this Mexican + corn muffin fiesta:

Goodnight! Whoaaa... almost forgot:

P.S. The man that I have grown up watching and have had a crush on since the age of 9 was IN AMERICA. RUPERT GRINT! Ahhh, I am extremely jealous of the Floridians that experienced this ginger-haired masterpiece.