It’s nearly midnight and I’m sitting on my bed pondering what to write about.Constant streams of thoughts and ideas flow through my mind but still I’m indecisive .Maybe it’s okay to be indecisive,maybe i don’t need to write about anything.Believe me,this is not a  desperate attempt to fill this monologue with words.Maybe this is my reflection on what I’m facing in life right now.The pressure of choosing a major.For god’s sake, I don’t even know the purpose of my life.Well maybe, I don’t need to have a meaning in life…I don’t know…Only time well tell.