Junior yearrrrr

Okay, so there's a freshman year. I was all innocent and vulnerable about being in college with no dream nor hope to achieve. Sophomore year, not really different, but at least I started to learn what I might want to be. Now's a junior year. Still the same old me. I update my blog like once or twice a year and as you can see, nothing much about me has changed. I'm 20 now, those fears of being old and having a future and a career and a marriage kinda chase me down. The question "who I really want to be" is still there, of course. But now the questions seem to expand themselves to, "where am I gonna spend the rest of my life?" "am I gonna spend it with a right person?" "do I really wanna be a working-mom?" etc etc. I've still got uhm 4-5 years to figure out, but tick tock, time does fly.