Unbelievable, I thought that taking a one year break would be enough for me to figure out what do I really want and need. I really thought I did, but really I haven't. At first my sister was trying to get me into everything other than arts like finance, mass communication, architecture, etc but she doesn't call it ''forcing'' but her ''opinions''. Plan B was Graphic design and since I couldn't find a Plan A to go with, I took Plan B seriously. Not that I don't like that idea, I do. Just not loving it as a lifetime career that's all. hm... what confuses me more is that, I've been feeling so uncertain bout this for so long and I've asking my ancestors for a sign a hint every night before I sleep, but I didn't seem to get any response and maybe I should just stick with Graphic design oh well so much for that. Until that night during my birthday I had a dream that felt so real as if I actually did it. In the dream I was at home sitting on my mom's favourite rocking chair my mom, dad and sister were standing in front of me, and I was telling them off by saying 'I don't care, I just wanna study Fashion design.' And none of them stood up to me. When I woke up, I still remembered that dream clearly. Since then, it's been bugging me, was that just a silly dream or were they trying to tell me that I shouldn't change my mind and give up on what I love, just because someone disagrees? Definitely I'd be more than happier if I could be a rich Fashion Designer having people wear my brand, it was my biggest ambition during primary and secondary school, but because people are always way to shallow to believe in great possibilities so I decided to look for another path. I don't know why something like this would appear in a time like that, was it just a little girl's fantasy that I should forget about, or should I be headstrong do whatever makes me happy and be confident that I have what it takes to be successful.To be or not to be? That is the question.