Sometimes I hate thinking about what I’m going to do with my life these next couple of years. It really isn’t a pleasant thought. Major wise, I don’t know what I want to do anymore. I want to do Film but I’m pretty sure I wont get into the program and I want to do Cinema but I don’t even know if I’m good enough to do this stuff anymore. There’s just too much I want to do sometimes yet too little. I just hate it when my mind lingers into that area of thought.