I am very jealous of people who have a straightforward life. You know, those people who already know they want to be a banker/doctor/teacher, and that's all they want. Sometimes, I wish I had no dreams or desire to do more. Simply put, I wish I didn't have ambitions. It is a blessed curse or a cursed blessing. Every time I slack or don't meet up to my expectations, I start questioning my life. I start feeling like I don't know what I am doing. To be honest, I don't have an answer for this...