Living up

Almost one month on my own. I have been entertained and bored, safe and scared, lonely and loved, forgotten and remembered, normal and weird and lately a bit meaning of life -less. It struck me a couple of days ago, that some people achieve big things by the age of 20 and are remembered throughout history. I’m not implying that I want to become famous, just that I feel like I haven’t actually done anything in my life. I mean come on, I blog about the effect Michael Jackson has on me and contemplate how sucky everything is.
What have I done in these 19 years? I went to school and graduated with alright grades. I got a job at Hesburger. I applied to uni and didn’t get in. I have started hobbies and quit them- figure skating, badminton and drums to name a few. I have not devoted myself to any one thing, so that I could be proud of myself and know that I am really good at it. Being average at everything is hardly useful.
I need to decide what I want to do in my life, and then figure out how to achieve it. I know that the doors are open in pretty much every direction, but I want to be passionate about what I do- not like frying burgers which is no more than alright as a job.
Someone help me.