Decisions… like to explore certain situations that life has

Decisions… what are decisions? Ultimately, they are an impulse in the cranial synapses, signalling an action, some of which lead to decisions.  Some people prefer making subjective decisions, relying on emotions and feeling and personal perspectives, while others, like me, prefer making objective decisions.  In this essay, I would like to explore certain situations that life has put me in and how I succeeded- and failed, to make substantial use of the grey matter in my prefrontal cortex.I’m not particularly sure I’ve made considerably important decisions. Yes, I’ve chosen between two pairs of shoes, and whether to buy a certain winter wool coat or not, but I wouldn’t go as far to describe them as being ‘significant’ and ‘life-changing’. I have only been alive for the short period of sixteen years, and unless you happen to be a child prodigy, a member of MENSA or have done a philanthropic deed, I honestly believe than I have not lived enough to write about notable decisions in my life. Maybe I’m pessimistic and often have a negative outlook on life, but I tend to remember my not-so-stellar decisions much better.While I haven’t done anything crazy, like sneak out to parties, downright lie to my parents (I prefer to simply abstain from saying anything at all) or committed any heinous crimes, I have a vague recollection of a questionable decision. I was once put in charge of my baby brother. I was supposed to mind him for a few minutes while my parents were busy. My brother, being the complete opposite of me, was wriggling and moving around. While this was happening, my attention was drawn to a film on the television, which I became captivated by. All of a sudden, I heard a thud, I turned around in horror to see that he had fallen off the sofa. My parents rushed in to hear a screaming one year old on the floor and needless to say – I was grounded. To be fair, I was only eight years old – they don’t really tend to be quite trustworthy.One of my better decisions in life took place last year. I was working on my enterprise project with group. It was then that I realised I really enjoy making worthwhile decisions – not pondering about what colour to paint my nails. I got to make my favourite decisions of all, decisions based on hard, cold facts. It was truly amazing to be able to strategise and know that every choice that I made lead to a specific outcome. To be able to manoeuvre my target market into making a purchase using persuasive information was truly satisfying.  I’ve talked about positive and negative decisions, but what I really find horrendous – is not having the choice of a decision at all. Even if both options are terrible, I enjoy being in control of what happens. This Christmas, I got tired of my parents persistently questioning me on what I would like, as I really had no need for anything. To just ask for something that would have no real value for me seemed like a terrible waste of money. Therefore, I told them to surprise me – contradictory, I know. That in itself was a bad decision. My parents decided it was time to get me a new phone, and while I do adore it – I treat it like my baby, I would have enjoyed having to choose between possibly two or three different phones, weighing the pros and cons and arriving at my own conclusion.What I simply cannot comprehend is indecisiveness. How is it that certain individuals find it difficult to decide and arrive at their own conclusions, without the interference of others into the matter at hand? I understand that everyone cannot make a mental table or Venn diagram in their heads to contrast their options, but to spend days contemplating? I find that simply absurd. I was once in the excruciating position of helping a friend choose a film for us to see. It was nearly midnight when she texted me to ask her to choose between a selection of four films. In retrospect, I should have been more insistent on a certain film but I was really quite curious to see how long it would take to get to the final conclusion… it took nearly an entire hour. How indecisive must one be to spend so long choosing a film?On the other end of the spectrum, there are people with strong decisive qualities. I admire people like Elon Musk. Elon Musk, founder of PayPal, did not retire to the Bahamas when he sold the company for 165 million dollars. Instead, he invested it and is now the CEO of prominent evolutionary companies such as SpacEX, Tesla Incorporated and Neuralink, working to make the future a reality. Such a feat could not have been accomplished if he was indecisive and indifferent about decisions. He would not have been working on the colonisation of Mars, high end electric cars and neuroprosthetics. Elon musk is an inspiration to me, it would be an honour to me to be even ever so slightly as successful as he has become in his career. To surmise, decisions are the key to life. Decisions give us the power to decide, to make our own futures, to have success, and maybe if we make the right ones…even to be happy.