So like I got a call from an FIDM admission advisor today, helping me out and everything. Trying to give me advice on how the school works and what type of majors there are and all this shabang. But when I got home.. that's when it all just sunk in. My dad lectured me for a straight 3 hours, me sitting on my ass listening to his talkitive ass telling me about my future. Honestly, I'm not gonna lie.. but it was some good ass advice. It got me to REALLY think. Like do I really want to do this? I mean from the start my path was to graduate high school, get into a really good university, get my bachelor's degree and start my life out from there. But I've been effed up in the mind and trying to figure out what the hell I want to do in my life I considered that damn institute I didn't even realize what the hell I was getting myself into. I mean really Jessica? Really? An institute? What happened to a University? The big one ya know? Wtf. It's just SOOOOO frustrating! I hate the fact that I don't know what I want to do. The fashion industry has always been an interest to me, I mean even as a kid. Little did I even think about college and now that it's that time to KNOW what to be I'm still stumped. Wth dude. What if I'm not cut out for business/marketing? Then what? I'm fucked. Screwed. and Chopped into pieces because I can't figure out what type of profession is best for me. -__-