Saturday, August 29, 2009

The Idea

Writing a blog seams a little silly to me, which is why I'm wondering why I'm doing this. Do I want the world to know my every thought? Perhaps all I want to be is noticed. I love to write and have no one to read my work. My family is sick of listening to revisions of the same stories.

A little about me. I'm 22 and living with my parents, again. I dropped out of art school my 4th term and sat around for a while feeling sorry for myself. My mother told me I had to either get a job or go back to school. Since I had no job skills to fall back on I went back to school. It was to late to get into anything but Community College so thats were I am. Just over a year later I have over 60 credits I don't know what to do with. I keep taking classes trying to find my way again. My older sister has of course graduated from University and also cooking school. We're hoping I'm out of school by my ten year high school reunion. The plan right now is to start duel enrollment at a college here in town and slowly move away from community college. One day I want to teach English as a second language in Japan. My one true love. My fall back passion is writing. I have so many started and abandoned stories. Perhaps I will share some of my writing here. It's always nice to have an audience.

To get back to love, I will tell you now I have never been in love. Not that was ever returned. I have no great love story to tell. What I have are experiences. I had the joy of living in Italy as a student for three months last year. One of the most magical times of my life. I wrote e-mails very much like a blog to my family and friends back in the states. Perhaps I will bring some of those stories into here and post some of my old e-mails.

For my first entry I think thats good. I don't know if anyone will read this or find it interesting. In the end I guess I'm mostly doing this because I have a need to be heard. If anyone does read this and finds spelling and grammar errors please forgive me I'm dyslexic. Thats a fact not an excuse. If you find an error and want to tell me please do it with compassion. I wound easily.

Love Stork

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