My future. My. Future? As I grow older I being to question what my life will look like. The other kids will say confidently, “I’m going to be a math teacher! I’m going to be a civil engineer! I’m going to be a heart surgeon!” I sit in silence and wonder “ How do you know for sure? What will I be?” While my peers discovered their calling at a young age, I have no clue. I don’t know. I mean I’ve never been passionate about just one thing.

During my teenage years, as the years pass, I often stay up for hours at night in bed thinking about the questions that pop in my head. Terrifying me. “What college will I go to? What will I major in? What should be my career? What do I want to do?” These interrogatives frighten me because I know that I have so many paths to choose from.

What if I pick the wrong one? So I think and think and think until my head’s dizzy and my eye’s hurt.

After all this thinking, and worrying, and stressing, and anxiousness, I’ve finally figured out the best solution. Think about the distant future to prevent the stress and thoughts. Let your life make its own path. Be happy.

And although high school students worry about homework, exams, AP tests, scholarships, significant others, sports, extra curricular activities, the list goes on and on, we all should live a stress free life. Everything will work out in the end. Afterall,
“Tomorrow the birds will sing” – Charlie Chaplin