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Tuesday, July 19

The Rest of My Life

I'm blogging because we had Romeo and Juliet for literature just now (sounds like a meal for dinner, or something lol). Shakespeare is amazing... If any guy could speak/write to me the way Shakespeare's fictional lovers do, I would have a hard time opposing his ardour :)

The same would go for a guy who could sing to me the way the Phantom of the Opera does...

I spent my day slaving over my SPM Art Project from 9 am till 6.20pm just now, and I've only finished 4 Kajian Warnas :( I'm not going school again tomorrow because I don't think I could finish on time if I go. Dear Lord, please help me keep strong... I pray I will finish this project, Lord, and finish it well too.

Mmm... What I wanted to blog about was my love for too many things. It struck me pretty heavily just now that I love too many things and have too little love for each. It makes deciding my future career a huge predicament. How am I going to choose between all of them?

List of the Things I Love - and Related/Desired Occupations:
1. Drawing - Artist, Cartoonist
2. Writing/Language - Writer, University Lecturer
3. Acting/Public Speaking - Theatrical Actor, Drama Teacher, Playwright, Screenwriter
4. Singing - Singer!!!

And I'm really quite good at them all. So, how now? Do I choose the most practical? The most secure? Do I choose the one I love most? The one with the most satisfaction involved? Or the one I'm best at? Or the one I will most likely be able get rich by?

Mum's very much against me going into anything in relation to Arts. I'm not going to let her decide that for me - God help me. I've decided that I'm going to Form 6, then after I've graduated with 5 A's will I decide the rest of my life. Hopefully, it will be a wise decision and I won't have to sacrifice the rest of my loves for just one.

Then, I shall look back at this post and say: Ah, little Krystle, if only you knew then what I know now.


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