Alas, I'm back to rant about my hazy thoughts again. I feel that writing/typing my thoughts out helps me establish them better. Sooo recently I've been feeling so aimless. Like literally. In the past I've so many dreams and passions and I had so many careers in mind. As if a flower that once bloomed, now it has all wilted away. Let's establish a timeline. 1) Artist. As a child, that was my very first dream. I was enrolled in Art classes and even though I could say that my drawings really sucked now that I look at them, I was always happy doing crafts and drawing random stuff. Colouring painting and drawing things around me, or things that never exists, fulfills me. I was also very interested in art classes in school. I always wanted to get an A. I remember the time when I was selected to go to the Art Museum and look at Picasso's and Van Gogh's art works. At that point in time I couldn't really appreciate them, considering how dense I was....