Will I be...

About Fourty six days have passed from that day when me and my family packed our things and started driving to Croatia.
 About thirty six days have passed since the day we arrived back home.. Honestly, I have lost the track of time... Once again.
Now I am happily home. Almost every day I wake up at eight o'clock to go to work (which I LOVE).
I am doing the thing I am doing the best- I am communicating with people.
 Working as a guide is probably one of my dream- jobs but I am not sure whether it is the job I would like to do for the rest of my life or not.
 There are so many choices and possibilities that my head gets dizzy just from thinking about them. And to think that I have only two more years to figure out who I want to be..
Will I be a writer?
Will I be a journalist?
Will I be a doctor?
Will I be a coroner?
Will I be a guide?
Will I be a scientist?
Will I be a mucician?
Will I be a marine biologist
Will I be a racer?
Will I be an archeologist?
Will I be an adventurer?
Will I be an actor?
Or will I be something completley different? Like an astronaut? Or a secret agent?x) Or maybe I will become an alien.. who knows?! xD

I finally had some time to pick up my guitar again =)

I have got no bloody idea what is going on with my eyes, one moment they are perfectly grey and the other moment they are as blue as they can be. Those eyes here are not edited, honestly... just the rest of the pic has been made grey. I am glad to announce that I've got mutant eyes x)

ILOVEMYLIFE =)