I am an ordinary person living in the San Francisco bay area in a one bedroom apartment with a roommate and two cats. I am 23 years old and still don't know what I want to do with my life. Based on my background education, supposedly I should be working in a field of accounting/finance. I never have. Not a day. I hated it when I was going to college and I hate it now. Why did I major in it? Only God knows. My passion has always been in the arts, animals and the environment. When I was a kid I used to secretly cry when I saw a homeless dog. I used to get seriously upset when I saw garbage in the otherwise perfectly beautiful scene. In my then naive perceptions of life, I wanted to literally change the world. I was sure that I could do it :-). I wanted to save all the animals, I wanted to persuade people to act consciously, to think about the trees, rivers, nature, pollution and so on. I firmly believed that I could make a difference and so about 3 years ago I went to college to major in the arts and environmental studies. Well, to make a long story short, that didn't work out.

I grew up in the conservative family and according to "family" such empty dreams were not the way to go in life. I was told one has to get a solid profession like a doctor or a lawyer or an accountant. One person COULD NOT make a difference. Looking back on it now, I understand that my family wanted the best for me. They didn't want me to constantly search for a low paying job and be a starving artist. They wanted me to be a professional with a nice steady income. And that is how I became an accountant :-))