of their struggles, they built a stable life granting me opportunities in the city life. This was the expectation set on me, but I did not take a liking to business and chose art as my career path. Honestly, I loved math and my dad wanted me to be an accountant. I did not take math very seriously though, I found it fun only when I was learning it. When I took my first business class at Cerritos College, there was a part of business I hated and did not match me as a person. There is a sort of forced selfishness in the competitive nature of business. I have a lot against selfishness. I have had internal conflicts with feeling lazy with my path that left me thinking about my purpose. I questioned myself if I would be okay if I died doing "nothing." It is too much of a neutral stance in simply living, am I good for living life avoiding evil or am I bad not having done anything to impact the world. Truth is, my mind was this way because of the societal norms in a capitalist society, that you have to make it somewhere at the top. Personally, I do not care to have a name for myself in this world, I think about how the world is filled with people who fade away with no recognition, I do not mind to be apart of that because (with positivity) the universe does not care who we are.