It's totally confusing. I had no idea what I'm gonna do with my future. Somehow I felt likes gates some second chances to think about what I really want to do in my life. But when I'm getting curious and try to know deeper about one subject, it's like my little heart asked me, "Is this what you really want to do?"
I was like, "Hell yeah, what's wrong with that?"
And there it goes, asked me once more, "Are you sure?"
No I'm not. Please cut it off, it's generally annoying (I actually have no idea what's that phrase means).
How come I'm sure? There's so many choices and the difference is slight as a piece of cake but still it's different. It's like chocolate pudding and Yorkshire pudding, both of it has 'pudding' in the name but one is pudding, the other one is roast corpse. Or like wedding cake and samples brownies. Or whatever.
Advertising, journalistic, public relation, visual communication design, digital printing, what the hell are they? I'm not even sure about one of it. I don't even know whether I like it or not. It's like all passion has gone and I don't know what I like now. Except Red. Stop it, stupid girl, don't change the subject.
Worse: I wonder if I'm capable to doing it. I mean, I know I'm good for arranging events. I guess. Back then when I was in Bandung, people trust me and guys counting on me. But that would be different in here, if I were start a new life couple of months later.
Different city, different atmosphere, different teacher, different friends
Worst: NO RED'S HERE. How pretty awful is THAT?! It means nobody could save me when I'm desperately need helps. I'm on my own feet. It's little scary, isn't it?
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