Lost

Do you ever get that feeling when you realise time is going too quickly?

This weekend, in particular, I honestly have no idea where the days went. It seems like an hour ago, I was celebrating that it was Friday, and I had a whole two days to relax. It's now Sunday, an earthquake has happened, and I'm sitting waiting for the evening to pass away. It kind of scares me; on the surface, an hour seems like ages away, but when put in context, its but a mere fraction of our lives, and so many have passed without us even realising it.

I think I'm thinking this way because its an important time of year for me. Unlike in the US, here in the UK we have exams when we're 16 called GCSE's. Very important, very difficult, and very time consuming. And its like, all of sudden, I'm being asked, "what university are you going to", and "what do you want to major in?". Scary. Its like I'm being fast-forwarded 2 years.

I have this one friend, who knows exactly what they want to do. They are going to either Oxford, LSE, or Yale, studying economics, and becoming an investment banker. Me? When people ask me these questions, I always hesitate. When I was younger, I was positive I wanted to be a surgeon. Now I realise I am terrible at Chemistry, so that's down the plughole. I can't tell people what I'd like to major in, I'm considering Literature at the moment, but who knows, last week I was convinced I wanted to study Law.

I'd like to say that it doesn't matter, I have 2 years to figure these things out, but it seems like those 2 years are going to fly by and I'll be stuck, with no direction, and no plan for the future. I'd like to think SoGoPro will provide me with some form of compass.

Izzie
xoxo