Momentary freak out...

So I guess this is that moment in every educated young persons life where they start to feel like they know absolutely nothing and have no clue where they're going. I'm halfway through my final year of college and all I can think about is how I have absolutely no clue what I'm going to do next year. 

I know that in my heart journalism is where I want to be. Writing for a magazine has always been the end goal. And as I'm typing away I can't help but think how the need for print is slowly going down. 

But there's always online writing, print isn't my only option. 

Then on the other hand I'm wondering if I should play it safe and go in to marketing. It'll compliment my first degree and there's guaranteed to be work in marketing. 

Ugh, I just want to be the next Carrie Bradshaw, minus the sad love life and constant need for validation. I just want to be writing for a magazine, online or in print, living in a fabulous apartment with even more fabulous clothes. Although, rereading that last paragraph I guess it's pretty obvious which program really want to be in. 

I didn't expect this to be a complaining post but I guess that what it turned out to be! 

Only positivity to come from now on!!