I do wonder why. Why it is so hard to work out what you want to do?
Haha, I blame this mood on the alcohol and the memories when life was simple.
Should I go for a PhD? Should I look for a permanent job that I would hate eventually? Or should I become a teacher?
Damn, it is a hard decision... someone pass me another drink, but ******** change the song.. not more Celine Dion. ;_;
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