Virgin

I wrote this as a comment on a person’s blog, because I found their writing so moving… PS, he happens to be cute too. 

“I guess I can’t get over the way you write. It’s strange, as I sit here, with a cup of tea, I can almost hear the words-as if they’re being spoken to me through some strange connection we share over wavelengths and wires. By the way, the you in my head has an accent-or at least, it’s an accent to me, being from the United States and all.

Your words are like poetry; painting a vivid picture of a world I long to connect myself with. A world of adventure, whisking you carelessly away, from one walk of life to another. I can feel the passion that burns through you when you write, relate to ever story, feel each burst of pain anger sorrow happiness pleasure-your writing is divine.

Thought you should know you have an admirer out here in the good ol’ promise land….”

Somewhere in between taking my journal everywhere with me, and staying up until 5 a.m. looking at food blogs (I know, I’m ashamed), I realized just how much I really love writing, and just how much I wanted the world to be able to see that. SInce I can’t post my journal in a public place, for all of your wondering minds to see (well I could, but then you would all think I was criminally insane…), I should try and dip my feet into the ever imaginative world of blogging. Right now it’s just one foot, or maybe even just a toe, because frankly I have no idea what I’m doing on here, and I can honestly the world may not be ready for me.   

I just turned 21, which for so many people signifies coming into adulthood, and for me this was true as well, but instead of celebrating a new beginning, I began dwelling on the concept of being that much closer to an end… I’m already into my 20s, and there’s so much in this world I haven’t had a chance to experience. Ok, I know, I’m being dramatic, but I guess my point is that I need to get off my computer butt and go live. It’s funny how life throws little hints at you now and then; like the other day when a song came on the radio, preaching to me about how “everybody dies, but not everybody lives.” Ok, I guess I can snap out of my melodramatic, mortality dreading moods for a little while…  

I’m in college (and should be doing homework right now, but that’s beside the point), and have finally got a sense of direction for what I want from life. I know, impressive, right? Majoring in Journalism and Women’s Studies, and minoring in Art History has driven me toward pursuing a dream I never would have imagined as my reality. You’ll have to wait for my big world debut for all of the juicy details on exactly what I mean, but let’s just say it includes travel, feminism, art, opinions-so much more; it’s going to be great :) 

I guess my intention with this blog is just to express to the world what I think, and what I feel… I believe that my passions aren’t doing anything great for the world if they’re stuck in my head, so I want to let inspirations flow like a river of creativity from my mind. I want to tell the world about my life, about my experiences, about what I learn…

HOLD ON TIGHT 

So new to this… Blog virgin… Don’t even know if I’m posting anything anyway… Give me a day ;D