I've always wondered...

1. Why am I alive?
2. Why don't I ever know how I feel?
3. How do we learn to speak?
4. ^^ and how do we even understand what each word means? Like, how do you define the word 'the'?
5. Why do I hate hiphop/rnb so much?
6. Why am I the way that I am?
7. Will I ever be content?
8. How do I even find out what I want in life?
9. Will I ever be stable enough to pursue a relationship with someone without freaking out about them being 'too close' or 'invading my space'?
10. Will I ever understand the mechanics of my brain?
11. Who created the internet and how?
12. Why do I feel extremely uncomfortable around people that I should be comfortable around? Family. >.>
13. Why am I afraid to fail?
14. Will 2012 be the end of the world?
    
15. ^^ Why does that not scare me?

And the one question that has been plaguing my mind for some time now:

Is the guy that I like/like/I don't know anymore, reading my tumblr posts? Everytime I post something about how confused I am by his actions, he, conveniently, fixes that?
I guess it might just be coincidental? If not, then he has read some pretty fantastic stuff about himself. Yes, I have a tendency to get very 'passionate' about those that I'm in 'like' with.

Oh well.

I guess those questions will never be answered. Well, maybe one.

Anna.

Catch my disease, it's called 'confusion'.

Confused?
These days, everyone is.

Am I gay? Do I want to be a 'dottoré'? Do I enjoy bowling?
I know the answer to these questions, it's fairly simple: No.

There is one question, however, that has plagued my mind for many years now:
Where do I want to be in ten years?

Well, I could tell you that I want to be married to the man of my dreams, my perfect guy and have a stable job that I love, that's true, but there are still issues with this. Sure, the 'being married and blissfully in love' is something I can't control, but my occupation is.

I don't know what I want to do, in specifics.
I enjoy business and its complexity, however, I also enjoy the creative side and advertising.

Being a libran definitely does not help.

In relation to being 'married to my dream guy', to be quite honest, I don't know what kind of guy I want, I suppose I'll leave that up to fate?

My usual 'go-with-the-flow' methods have never failed me, so I guess I'll stick to them.

When I'm surrounded with certainty, I, myself become uncertain. It's complex, I'm confused and I can't sleep.

To everyone else who's confused, saluté and may we all find some stability in life.
Ann3a