Under pressure

Lately I find myself filling out college applications or googling careers. If you had asked me last year what I wanted to do I would have proudly said journalism. Now that it is actually my senior year and the deadlines for those college applications are in less than 6 months I find myself putting journalism down as my chosen major but saying I don't know to random strangers. It happened while I was at work one day when one of my customers was chatting to me while his dry cleaning spun around. The customer asked me what grade I was in and surprisingly didn't ask me the infamous question "what do you want to do?". Instead of questioning me he talked about his son who was a senior also. I listened as I charged his card and hung his dry cleaning on the bar by the desk. As he was about to leave he abruptly asked me "what do you want to do with your life?". That was the first time I didn't say journalism and instead blurted out " I don't know yet.". As I was tagging a bag of clothes that had been dropped off I realized that something was wrong, besides the fact I have to pick out my life career at 17, that I was doubting my life plan. I thought journalism would be the career for me but its a competitive field and if you're not good the chances of living like a Trump are minuscule. The part that really bummed me out was that there was no one to guarantee me that I could succeed in journalism and no real way to know if I could write like a big shot. I guess college is the place to find out that but shouldn't you know for sure before you agree to spend so much money and take out loans that you have to pay till you die. I guess the questions that really keep me up: how is engineering, how easy is it to get a full ride, and is journalism coming back on the scene anytime soon? One last point, if I was born into fame I wouldn't be having this problem right now, no offense Kendall Jenner you do work that runway. Cough cough I'm looking at you Kylie.