How I wish I could stop time?

So much to be said, so much to be heard, so much to be done, so much to be felt. But no time.

Why do 19 months and 1 day seem so less now? And why do another 19 months seem so long?

Back.

A post has been long time coming. Lots has happened in the past year or so that I could write upon, but whenever I try to put my feelings down into words, I hit a wall.

Anyways, college is about to end in a few days, with everyone around me gearing up to life after college. Some have the best of further education to look forward to, some the best of jobs, while I lie as confused as I have ever been. 

What is it that is there for me? Am I really interested in an MBA, or working for someone else and listening to their orders? What happened to the dreams, the ambitions that I had? Am I really doing justice to myself by bowing down to the worldly pressures? Will I cease to be myself? 

Sometimes a lack of options is the best thing to happen to you.