I'm pretty sure if you've ever met any college student ever, you know that they're really stressed out about their future. Unless they, somehow, have everything figured out but do any of us, really?

Needless to say, I am no different. I really thought this time that I had my whole at least next few years decided on. I thought I had finally figured out what I wanted to do but alas, I did not.

I was deadset on being a DJ. The dream is to either work at Sirius XM or BBC Radio 1. I want someone to pay me to do what I do anyway, listen to a bunch of music and then talk to people about it. In my head, I've interviewed my favorite artists ten trillion times.

But then my love for fashion came along and ruined everything.

I think the seed was planted when I did this assignment for my Journalism 291 class near the end of the semester about this company called Lyst that tracks fashion trends and searches per year. I was looking at all the things on there like "ooh love it!" "Ugh hated it!" Next came the Christmas shopping. While I did buy things for my family I've also managed to buy so many items of clothing that I don't need. One night I had a dream that I had been handpicked to go to Paris Fashion Week. Just the other night, whilst watching the Golden Globes red carpet, I was struck with jealousy as the interviewers got to wear pretty dresses and interview my favorite entertainers.

I guess I forgot to mention that Confessions of A Shopaholic and The Devil Wears Prada are two of my favorite movies. Also, putting on a new outfit every day is one of the few things that can actually convince me to get out of bed.

So here I am, once again conflicted. Becuase I love music. It's the thing that keeps me breathing. It runs through my veins like blood. Btu fashion is fun and exciting and ever-changing. Basically, I'm back to square one. Honestly, I wish there was some sort of fairy who could not grant me wishes but answer all of my questions and help me make decisions.

I guess the point is that I'm not going to have everything figured out right now and that I should just learn to be okay with that. Although, on the other hand, it's hard to work toward the future if I don't have a specific goal in mind. I can't really just plunge into the unknown with directions. And while I do well under pressure and in physical chaos, mental chaos is not helpful to me at all in any situation.

I have also, in general, just been stressed about finding any job lately and about figuring out how to be an adult, how to move away from where I'm from and support myself. All of that sounds terrifying to me. But I also know that that's what it's going to take for me to be successful. Because I don't want to think about what happens if I can't find a job, or I don't get to move, or if any of the other pieces don't fall into place.

So which one do I choose to ensure I make the right choice for my future?