So I decided to start a blog with the encouragement of my father. See, I am a college student currently working towards a major in journalism. My father, who I swear is the wisest man I know, said that I should practice writing. Which makes sense. To master something, you must practice. I don't know if anyone will ever stumble upon this and read it, but nonetheless, I shall write. I'm not sure about what. Rambles, thoughts, opinions, short stories. I'm just full of surprises.
If anyone does happen to read this, maybe I should give a brief background on myself.
I have lived in the same house since I was in the first grade. I have known the same people since at least elementary school. Everyone seems to know everyone else and all of their business. I am a college student still living at home with my father and I am currently unemployed. This isn't where I had planned to be in life at this age. But such is life; things don't always go as planned.
I have struggled with many mental and emotional issues stemming as far back as I can remember. The worst came about in high school, and ever since then I have been one unstable, messed up, lost girl. I have always used creativity as an outlet. I have dabbled in art, but lately I have given up on that. I go back in forth in my head about my major, but decided, "well hey I've made it this far into my educational plan, why start over?"
Everything is so uncertain to me.
Well, let the fun begin.
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