Turnip sat down at the desk in his dorm room trying to figure out what he wanted, did he want to go to university or did he want to try to become a ghost hunter on his own or something? He wasn't really sure, if he did go to school longer what would he go for?? He had no clue maybe university just wasn't for him. He needed more time to figure things out even if ghost hunting fell through, maybe he could wait tables or something till he figured out what he wanted to do with his life. He knew his mom Aloe would help him if he needed the help so he wasn't worried about failing at his dreams. If he fell he knew his family would be there to help him get back up again. He had to try to be who he wanted to be before ending up in a job he hated.