In high school, you feel invincible in a way....you're young, you're looking towards the future, you're naive.
When you're in college, it's a whole new game, everything is so serious and urgent. You're no longer planning, you're playing the game, everything is in the now.
Before my move, I was so confident, I knew exactly what I wanted out of life, and I've fought hard to get this far, to become this successful. But now, I am terrified. The sun ain't shining too bright anymore; university is a giant eclipse.
Writing has always been my passion, it saved my life and all I want to do is give that back to the universe. I've been accepted by a publisher and am slowly working on my book, and right now I am going to school to become a journalist. I'd love to write for a fashion/risque magazine or to even work for a publishing house and critique/ help people write their life stories. But, there's something about transferring to university full of new rules that can sure crush a gal's spirit.
I hope this funk passes soon, and I sure as hell am not giving up so easily.
As the great Hank Moody said: "I probably won't go down in history, but I will go down on your sister".....or something else inspirational.
