INTP

When I was 16, I was having a major crisis. Like many teenagers, I had no friggin' clue what I wanted to do with my life. What should I pick for a major in college, where should I go to college, what did I want as a 'career.' It was all a huge question mark. So one of the things my mom was advised to do was have me take the Myers-Briggs personality test. One fun Saturday, I headed out to a testing center, and it was thus determined I was an INTP:

"Seek to develop logical explanations for everything that interests them. Theoretical and abstract, interested more in ideas than in social interaction. Quiet, contained, flexible, and adaptable. Have unusual ability to focus in depth to solve problems in their area of interest. Skeptical, sometimes critical, always analytical."

From this, we determined that my current front-runner in career choices, engineering, was a good fit, and I should go for it. So I did. Except this pesky love of piano playing kept tugging at my heart, and I couldn't really settle myself with engineering unless I could find a way to fit music in there too, and then the double major idea was born, and then the auditions to go along with that, and then the eventual abandonment of the engineering altogether.

Weird how it all panned out. Now I think I may have moved toward somewhat of a hybrid with an ENTP:

"Quick, ingenious, stimulating, alert, and outspoken. Resourceful in solving new and challenging problems. Adept at generating conceptual possibilities and then analyzing them strategically. Good at reading other people. Bored by routine, will seldom do the same thing the same way, apt to turn to one new interest after another."

...and 12 years later, I'm still no closer to knowing what I want to do with my life.

I thought about taking the test again for kicks, but why? So I know more about myself, and still nothing about where myself should be? What I actually needs is the guts to go try something that I could fail. Something I actually, really, truly want.