OK... am sick and tired of being sick and tired. I give up - This is the limit - I simply am not able to decide what I want to do next in life. And the deadline that my father has set hasn't helped one bit. "By December 15th my dear, I want you to tell me your course of action for the next year". Yeah right! If only taking decisions were that easy. I have been doing all kinds of stuff to cajole my brain to give me a clue but to no avail. In fact, it seems to have an ironical sense of humor by coming up with the cons of decisions that I have already zoomed in on.
Counseling Psychologist - " You don't want to spend the rest of your life listening to people's problems, trust me! "
Journalist - "Isn't it too fast paced with deadlines and pressure. Plus, am not really too fascinated by the current affairs of the world :( "
Marketing - " Um mm...no... doesn't feel right"
You get an idea of the torture I am undergoing...