Crazies and Candles

I am crazy. I don't understand myself. 17 years has taught me so much about the world, yet sometimes I feel so unintelligent about my own self.

My internship has taught me that I am stubborn, driven when I am passionate, and can also master the "I'll do it tomorrow" justification. I am stubborn in the sense that when I want to get something done, I won't settle for anything less than perfection. Obviously, perfection is indefinite because in my situation I am the only one defining it. However, I am stubborn in my own sense of perfection. I am also driven when I am passionate about something. If I love baking purple cupcakes, I will bake 6 batches everyday until they taste absolutely perfect. That is an awful example, but you get the point. If I want to learn a piano song I will play it 36 times daily until I can literally play it with my eyes closed. I am also a grand procrastinator. "I'll do it tomorrow" periodically dominates my thought processes. But tomorrow is already lost in tomorrow's tomorrow and etc. Consequently, I know that I need a career with a relatively significant amount of structure. In order to get myself under control, I need to maintain structure and logic in my life. Otherwise I will probably end up with 36 adopted children, purple hair, and a solely candle-light home up in the peaks of the Andes. Or something lovely like that.