"Where is this all leading to?"

Yes, I am in my Sophomore year, with both my majors declared, and yet, this question perennially bugs me. I know the career I want, I know what kind of life I would like to lead, and I know what I want to do on the side as well. But all these plans and aspirations aside, there's always that tinge of uncertainty that begs the question of whether this is what I really want.

When I play Mousehunt, it's more than just clicking once every 15 minutes and waiting that second or two to see if I got the mouse I want. I do derive some pleasure, albeit a cheap one, from that simple act. However, I find myself spending more time at the marketplace. Looking at the price of raw materials, calculating the profits I make when I sell things I craft from buying those raw materials and combining them. The joy I gain from selling things on the market and earning virtual goal far outstrips my joy in catching the various mice.

I think it's just me. I like to make money. My dad calls me "Penny wise, pound foolish", I am a self confessed thrift. Yet, when spend, I splurge. But other than that, I really save and watch my spending with a keen eye. It's probably an attribute I learnt from my paternal grandparents, or rather, grandmother to be more exact. A woman who is so generous to her grandchildren, yet, very (and I mean VERY) thrifty when it comes to herself. On the other hand, there are my parents. Thrifty folks, that's without a doubt. However, they have been able to finely balance the act of being thrifty, yet allowing themselves calculated lee-ways to also make relatively expensive purchases that they want to do so. The stark differences always amaze me, and my dad has always lamented the fact that my grandparents do not reap the joys of having worked and saved so much because of their thrift consciousness.

I wonder if I'm going to end up like my grandmother...