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I don't know what I think about anything right now...i'm having one of those frequent moments....i figured i should at least do some writing-and of course this counts. I came here, to this school, bc i figured it would be a good idea to go to college since i enjoy enriching my mind and I needed to move out of my house. Then I decided to major in creative writing bc I like writing..so why not? And here I am. I think I make pretty good choices for the most part, but now i'm at a point where i'm not sure what's next..or even in the next couple years. I'm not sure i want to stay at school an extra year-my major offers classes pretty sparsly. Then I just find myself thinking "what the hell am i doing?" I want to eventually have a job where i'm really helping people, i want to make some sort of positive dent in this world-more than one, i want to embrace my creativity-wish it would hang around more, i want to swim, i want to ride horses, i want to travel around the world, i want to dance and eat yogurt and get up on a stage and shed more light on the abundant and apparent(although it seems like they are not)societal problems that stare us in the face all the time. I don't like being stuck with one thing for very long...i like change and variety and mobility and advancement...