Being CANDYD

It's choice - not chance - that determines your destiny.
Jean Nidetch

Latetly i have found myself wondering about the future... not in some abstract sense but in terms of I, me and myself. What am i passionate about? Where do i see myself a few years from now? and finally the biggest and most dreaded of all- WHAT DO I WANT TO DO WITH MY LIFE? All these questions ... well not so many- but these seemingly harmless three questions have potentially life changing implications.. And so these questions swimming in my head, creating a tangled knot or weave very similar to a spiderweb have resulted in my penning down this post...
I have always been a flowerchild... my head up in the clouds... not a care or worry in this earthly world... never heard of the word "stress"... going where ever the wind takes me..not very easygoing though..thats me. Oh, im a worrywart sometimes,something that disappears as soon as in surfaces. Some people have ambition, a fire burning in their stomach, an aim or a goal or just something they want with all their being. But im not some people, im just me . Well im not saying im not ambitious, true i want to achieve something, make my mark and that sort of thing but i havnt the foggiest clue doing what, when or for whom! Sounds crazy right? Believe me, tried sorting it out and landed up in front of the comp my fingers tapping away to glory... leaving me much more tangled then i was to begin with!

You are the person who has to decide. Whether you'll do it or toss it aside; You are the person who makes up your mind. Whether you'll lead or will linger behind. Whether you'll try for the goal that's afar. Or just be contented to stay where you are.
Edgar A. Guest
As Guest put it so beautifully its my decision and it ultimately boils to what i want to do.Do i want to travel round the globe, discovering places and people, globetrotting and writing about it, do i want to get into graphics, will it be an MBA in HR , do i want to do psychology or pet psychology, become a director or a writer, a journalist or a copywriter???! Soo many options, so many decisions makes this eighteen year old want to run back to kindergarden. To that haven where all i thought of scribbling on the classroom walls with green crayons or wailing for a toffee.However one rebellious part of me that just refuses to take the easy way out looks ahead, wanting to see where i ultimately go, what i choose and who i become... It would be so much easier if i didnt... then again it probably wouldnt! If you are flummoxed, then you comprehend an iota of what im feeling.... welcome to a young adults world!