confused.

i wish i could be a kid again.

i really, really wish i could.

but then again, when i was a kid...i couldn't wait to grow up.

i wish it wasn't like that.

i am 19 years old,

and i'm still not completely sure what i want to do in life.

i didn't know right away when i was in 1st grade.

i've known i want to do many things.

help people, speak 4 different languages, do hair and make-up, take pictures, write.

is it bad that i don't know what i want to do yet?

am i wasting my life?

i don't think so.

but some people might.

i know i shouldn't care what some people think.

but i do care, about what some people think.

not everyone.

mmk. that's all i have to say right now.

ps. this is the first time i've felt so strongly emotional about this. hence, why i wrote this and posted it.

pps. this will probably be made private soon, so eat up all my emotions while you can.