Index finger hovering over the mouse, you wondered for the millionth time whether or not you should do this. This simple action of clicking your mouse, one that you have done countless times surfing the web, could change your life forever. 

'Should I send in my application? My parents don't even know I want to become a singer. They think my dream is to become an international teacher, not an international K-pop idol! But.... AHHHHH! What should I do?!' 

Your elbows harshly hit the desk as you buried your head in your hands. 

"What should I do...? If I...then...but mom....then again... AHHHHH!" you screamed again, this time out loud. The breaking of glass and an echoing scream from downstairs made you jump from your seat in front of your laptop. 

"My goodness! That scared me, __(f/n)__! Just what are you doing up there?" came your mother's voice. 

'Opps...' "Sorry mom!" you called out, "I'm just...uh...thinking!" 

"Well, think a little quieter, alright? I know you're a loud child, but that was my favourite mug. And we don't need another complaint from the neighbours." 

You scoffed. That incident wasn't entirely your fault. Who knew you had a strong enough voice to wake up the whole neighbourhood? It was also partly their fault they couldn't teach their dog to shut up. 

Turning back to the task at hand, you stared once more at the e-mail you had forged on your Gmail account. Reading it over again, you once again directed the small white pointer over to the 'Send' button. 

'If I do this...my life could change forever. But...this is what I want to do. This is my dream.' 

You drew a breath, closed your eyes, and clicked. And so, you were sent on the journey of a lifetime.