Taxi Girl

It's been a good, relatively stress free, week. The only thing is that I now have to pick out my classes for next semester and plan my schedule. Slight problem here. I have no idea what I want to do with my life and therefore have no idea what classes I should take. I thought math. So maybe I'll keep going with that. However, do I want to be a math teacher or do something else math related? Then sometimes I think that I want to drop the whole math thing. I was looking at the math classes and thought, "I don't want to take these classes." Maybe math is just the easy way out for me, but is that what I really want to spend my life doing? The problem is, if I decide to ditch math, I am left with nothing. I have a feeling that I will still be in college 15 years from now, poor and still without direction. Someone just tell me what it is I should do. PLEASE.
Maybe if I had some sort of interest in something, and wasn't so damn indecisive. Even when I was a little kid and everyone had there crazy dreams of what they wanted to be when they grew up, I had nothing. Zip, zero, no aspirations. I had a class project in first grade and we had to draw a picture of what we wanted to be when we grew up. Classmates drew football players, doctors, veterinarians, musicians, mad scientists, and the like. What the teacher didn't understand is that I never had such dreams. I ended up asking a friend what I should draw. She said a taxi-driver. So, that is what I drew. My family got a good laugh out of this one at the time, but sadly, I think this may be where I am headed after all. Maybe I should just drop out of college right now, move to New York, and drive a cab for the rest of my life.