Living in limbo
Seventeen, what a horrible age. You’re neither an adult or a child and you’re treated how it best suites the needs of the opponent. I have been taught that I have come to an age where I should be able to take on responsibilities, but not too many, take on hobbies but keep up with classwork, learn independence but always ask permission. I have been swallowed up by a pit of oxymoronic tasks that can’t be done, whole heartedly.
I am currently at a stage in life where I have the opportunity to make huge decisions that will make a substantial difference to my life. How ready am I? Not very is what I’m telling myself. Up until now I have been carefully influenced by my parents in all heavy decision making, for me this has been brilliant. They have maintained a perfect balance of giving me independence and keeping me in check. Unfortunately, now I’m left in the corner, curled up in a ball calling out for someone to make these decisions for me.
So, the question sweeping my mind is in regards to university. The choice of potential salaries that coincide with certain degrees, if I should pursue a root that will not limit my creativity, the distance from home, logistics of getting accepted, the list goes on… I feel like for some parts I’m living in limbo, a transition space if you will; between adolescence and adulthood(ish).
Films tend to give me false impressions of jobs… obviously. Maybe I’ll end up like that woman in legally blonde… a lawyer. She seems to have it all together.

Or try and make it as a journalist. With the print industry going downhill its all e-media and broadcasting which can’t be too bad. I could take on the role of Bridget Jones and ‘go into television’. If a single woman over thirty, who smokes too much, drinks too much, and simply speaks her mind can do It I can’t see why it would be a problem for me … ignoring the fact she’s fiction.

Well, wherever life takes me I have the comfort of knowing that I have constant access to binge on trash TV and classic films. I am too young and life is too short to worry so far into the future, so I’ll just grab a cup of tea and get back to watching the constant loop of ‘Friends’ on comedy central.

Bye for now.