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I've gotten to a point where I am very concerned about my future, but I really don't care too much to worry about it (does that even make sense?). I've always had fatalistic tendencies (maybe I've watched Serendipity too often), so this is no real surprise to me.

I've set pretty loose goals for myself ... I want to get 2.0 launched sometime over the next few weeks and finish up my freelancing work. That'll give me some capital to figure out what I'm going to do with my life. Once December comes, I'm going to bust my ass until the spring MCAT to get the highest possible score on the MCATs; medical school is something I know I want to do ... like a decade down the line. I'm still a ripe 20, and thinking of such "heavy" profession like medicine is something I'm not quite willing to accept.

I've been thinking once I'm done with the MCATs, I'll move away from North Carolina and live alone. Don't get me wrong ... I love North Carolina ... but I've got to move on with my life. It's going to be a tough ... finally moving away from your support base, but if this summer was any indication, I'll be fine.

I want to get a small apartment somewhere, wire it up with Internet, and work on my webstuff full-time. I want to pay the bills and live comfortably. Maybe pick up a few hobbies again (like piano!). I've been thinking of moving out to the West Coast (Seattle?), but I may opt to stay a bit closer to the East Coast and move up north somewhere (DC? Philly? New York?). I really don't know, honestly. I just want to find a nice small place and live comfortably.

I guess, in the end, given everything ... I just want to be free. You think that college is freedom coming out from high school, but there's still so many limitations. Or maybe we're never really free. Maybe going out into the real world has even more limitations.

Um, ok. I've beat this dead horse long enough.