For those who are following this blog should know a little bit about me. Ever since high school I (sort of) knew what I wanted to be. The only thing I knew was being part of something creative was important to me. I am a writer first and everything else is second.
I want to believe that I will doing something creative in my little world. It has been 13 years since I went to college and thought I knew I wanted to do with my life. Fate has an interesting sense of humor. Now I am once again at crossroads between what I am capable of and how far I am willing to sincerely push myself to become.
Yes, it is true that college life is not for everyone and yet I want to prove that I am worthy of attending. Ever since I got a comprehension level everything around me started making a lot more sense. I evolved first physically then mentally and until recently emotionally. This is how a human being should evolve and for the most part I hope we as a species will evolve.
In the last ten years I am learning how to be acceptable in society. Such life skills like thinking before acting out have been somewhat absent growing up, it's my own nature to act on impulse. Diving into the pool and don't think of comes next - either make a big splash or just a ripple, not both.
Next few months will challenge me and I want to strongly believe that I am going to be the best that I can be for myself. This means seriously pushing myself and seeing of what I can do. The last ten years I've been nothing more but a mere dog working to earn a paycheck. I was born a Saturday's child and I most likely die as one.
For those who aren't familiar with that term it means I work hard for my money and always will be. The only thing I know is that the upcoming upheaval of what I once was will not be easy. But in the end I will found out of who I really am as a person and that's what matters to me.
