I think and think and conclude some of my frustration is due to the very system that welcomes us and gives us guidelines "should be" according to the State where you are. Venezuela is a country with a high rate of young people, fighter, professional whose job offer does not keep up with so many titles and where to get a good plumber, carpenter or technician pc (which certainly paid well expensive) is a feat mixed with a lot of luck.
Maybe because of that competition, in this rush to "catch" a good job, the young Venezuelans must decide very soon who want to become in life ... no more than fifteen when they are doing and choosing vocational courses that prepare propaedeutic for his impending move to university ... I do not remember what age I decided I would study law, but if that was so small that my grandmother advised me to first finish primary school ... and though matters are not the subject began studying a completely different race, not long before I to return to the bed where I should always be to study and be what a child wanted to be.
Now the point is that it takes our youth, we assume some responsibilities of grown-ups as soon as a part of a great stage of life robs us ... has a 20 years and is already thinking about getting a job that is related to the profession, started to work and study in parallel to graduate with "experience" so that it is not unusual as I do, there are many who with 25 years and are well into the post-graduate, work in your area and have a language and other advanced ...
Here is a weird dude of 25 with a profession but also with some unhappiness ... has been introduced so quickly in the vortex of society that has not had the opportunity to raise awareness if that is the world we really want ... like it?? I had to decide at 16 that would be the rest of his life so it is not difficult to be mistaken!
From there perhaps we have so many people unhappy with what they do, young people who suddenly do not care, who are stuck in a rut that leads rather than let them live, we are full of mediocre professionals, professionals frustrated dirty old men who decide at 50 what they could not live when they were 20 and had every sense of the world, even if now is a ridiculous ...
While the girl Gaby decided (with their free will and against any suggestion against the law) that would be a lawyer and so far it has humbly but in all the satisfaction that I can give to what I like, I think they owe me ... profession, I stole a few years maelstrom of youth yearning, I'm dying to live! might not have time or do not go to the movies! pass me the running, which has no chance to make my personal errands, manicure that has become a commitment away from a mime, who fears drinks just because they spend much time recovering lost!
Thank God I have still 25 and not 50 ... it is just a matter of time to throw at least a year off and dedicate myself to living the crazy life, to live like Guaraira time without worrying about what will happen tomorrow.