Old habits

Lately I've been falling back into old habits of mine, like reading, writing, and becoming a bit of an antisocial person. I think I don't go out as much, but to tell the truth, I go out plenty more than I used to before I had a boyfriend.
I have mostly been focusing on planning what I'm going to do with my life for the next 5 or 6 years.
I realized over the Easter holiday (of which I had very little since I went to my practices -aka social service- all day long in order to put in a few more hours and finish earlier) that I don't think I want to be stuck in an office for 9 long hours... They can translate as 8 if you take out meal time, but you're still stuck there nonetheless, you still habe to come back to it as soon as you're done with your cup of coffee.
Still, I'll be screwed for a few years if I still plan on moving out in three years maximum from this point in time. Oh, and I also decided that I want to become a lawyer. So I'll be working full time and studying only part time. I still think I'm going to die both physically and mentally, and my social life will for sure be in a rut... But what is there to do? I'll be doing most of the things I want to do. I'll have the freedom to do whatever it is that I feel like doingm albeit I won't have the time to actually do them. Ain't that a bitch?
My parents and I have planned for me to do the last part of my social service at the place where my father works. I'd be at an entirely different area, it'll be directly related to my career and, who knows? They might just hire me. At first I didn't like the idea because then my father would be even more of a pain in the ass if a discussion should ever arise (sarcastical VERY UNCOMMON OF HIM) since then he'd be capable of saying that I owe everything I have to him. I could, A, just quit. Or B, tell him he's right and that thinks to his money I finally managed to move out of his house and become the indecent woman he always feared I would be. I certainly like the second option best. It's meaner and more economically convenient, meow!

Guided by dreams

Oh, Matt. Last year she'd hoped that he was the one she was looking for, the boy who could make her feel... Well, something more. More than the rush of triumph at making a conquest, the pride in showing your new acquisition off to the other girls. And she had come to feel a strong affection for Matt. But over the summer, when she'd had time to think, she'd realized it was the affection of a cousin or a sister.
Ms. Halpern was passing [by] trigonometry books. Elena took hers mechanically and wrote her name inside, still wrapped in thought.
She liked Matt more than any other boy she'd known. And that was why she was going to have to tell him it was over.
She hadn't known how to tell him in a letter. She didn't know how to tell him now. It wasn't that she was afraid he'd kick up a fuss; he just wouldn't understand. She didn't really understand herself.
It was as if she were always reaching for... something. Only, when she thought she'd got it, it wasn't there. Not with Matt, not with any of the boys she'd had.

Smith, L. J. The Awakening. 1991. New York: HarperTeen, 2009. Print. The Vampire Diaries 1.

This is how I find the answer to my current problem.
Which is no longer a problem, since the decision has been made.