"Agh! I don't know! Stop asking me things!" Freya said as she flung her arms over her face and slammed her head on the table. 'Ow.' "Well," She finally said through muffled speech. "I-don't, no. I guess it would-Agh! I'm so confused!" Freya forced herself to stay hidden against the table. "See!? This is what happens to me. I can't decide. What if I spend my entire life not making any serious decision? I'll wind up heading nowhere in any respect." She sighed, "I guess what suits me best though is my laboratory work." 'Yes, that's a good start.' "Something that is fairly quiet and I can control what's going on." 'But I like excitement too, and unpredictable situations.' "I guess if I continue what my mother and I had been doing...I dunno." 'But if I spend all my time conducting studies then there won't be time for anything else...oh rats.' She sighed and kept her head on the table. Freya had this discussion with herself multiple times over summer, she never made much progress though...