Warning: Future Ahead

Right now, life is so crazy. I mean, sometimes I'm struggling just to make it through a class to get through a day, to get through the week. There's just so much to do between sports and practice and academics and volunteer work and clubs, that I don't really have time to think about the great unknown: life after high school.

I mean, I know what I like, and definately what I don't like, but what I'm not sure about is how to mold these things into a life that will suit me. And, until I know how to make it fit my personality, then I can't prepare for it and thus, I can't schedule for next year. Unfortunately, when I try to tell my guidance counselor, he looks at me as if I'd just grown a third arm. Come on, is it really that difficult to understand that as a high school junior, I have no idea what I want to do with my life? Seriously, I've heard so many stories about how people have changed their major three and four times, after they get in college. And then I wonder, if I don't know what major I want to go in, then how can I pick a college that will help me become the best I can be.

So basically, everyone is demanding that I hurry and make a decision about my life when I'm only seventeen. Sure, back in the day, many women were already married or prepared for marriage at my age, but we're not "back in the day". We are in the twenty-first century here and we don't learn near the same things that they did and we're required to learn so much more about a broader spectrum of topics. Oh well, maybe God will show me what I'm supposed to do in a couple of days so I can hurry and make a decision like everybody else. Hopefully, the future's not so scary as it is ambiguous.