The end is another beginning

I've tried.
I'm tired.

I knew I'll be good.
I just know.

I hope to be like somebody, the kind of people who know what they want.
I just don't want to runaway.
I'm not a coward, of course.
Maybe just like a sheep, lost in a big road.

I can choose, I know.
Well, I don't know what to choose.
Once I've made the decision, no matter what, I know I can get it.
My life is always lucky.
I knew.

Just like what wrote in the "Secret" book.
Actually I've experienced it.
I don't know how other people's thinking.
Perhaps they are many people just like me.
We are lost.

Some said if a person still don't know what he or she wants after 18, it is the failure of education.
Indeed, and it's my failure.
I've set the "short goal".
Last time I just want to enter university.
That time, my results in school are in the middle standard.
I'm always in the middle, neither the best or the worst, I mean results.
Hence, I'm very appreciate what I've got till now.
Now, the end of university's life almost come.
And I'm totally lost in the pathway.
I always know what I don't want, but don't know what I want actually.

The worst thing is time is forcing me to think.
Yes, think, think and always thinking.
Emmm, hope got a decision, as soon as possible.

I'm thinking of seek help from others.
Unfortunately, I think nobody can help even they wish to.