Unexpected Fate

We all have stories of unexpected things happening in our lives. Usually we can name some of the strangest scenarios, scariest stories, or the funny recaps of last weekend, at the drop of a hat, but we sometimes tend to forget the unexpected things that bring us so much joy. Let me tell you a little story...

College was a new start for me. I was able to branch out and make new friends. Sure, I stumbled a few times (heck, I fell flat on my face Sophomore year), but that's part of what life is all about. I was kind of lost those first two years as to who I was and what I wanted to do with my life. It was all so uncertain until Comp II with Dr. Laflin. He was my academic counselor, my friend, and most importantly, my inspiration. After a few weeks of being in the class I just *knew* that I was destined to be an English major, and I impulsively switched the next day. Let me just say that it was one of the best decisions I've ever made; I could not be happier in any other major. (I was pre-med before this!! and now all I can think about that is, "what the heck where you thinking?!?! Ha!) I love all of my classes and I appreciate all of my teachers who work so hard to come up with so many inventive and stimulating ideas and discussions...

My major change is not the only life-changing moment for me however...

Junior year: a fresh start. I was ready to build the person that I am today, so I worked myself so hard that at times, there were nights I'd stay up until 4:30 am just so that I would be "ready" to be my best the next day. I will admit there were times I thought I would never make it, but here I am, as a senior!!! Anyway, my junior year I finally started to take myself seriously and I took my friendships seriously, and there were times I was burned by fickle friendships, but sometimes the bad situations turn into good ones. There is one situation in particular that I can never say enough good things about... Stay tuned and I'll tell you the story next time! :D

Haha! wow... I really just ended with a cliff hanger? I'm so mean!!! Feel free to hate in the comments below ;)

Starting somewhere...

I know that many of us have idols that we look up to for inspiration. Celebrities have been created, and branded, and placed in the spotlight, and many of us crave the same attention. We may view these people as having no flaws, stutters, or hang ups. We think that these people are always strong, and always were, but let me tell you:

Even strong people have to start somewhere. 

Someone, once upon a time, told me that I could be whatever I wanted and that I could be the best at it. Now, I finally believe this person. It's taken me many years, and countless times where I've completely doubted myself, but now I know: I have the makings to be someone inspirational. This may sound conceded, but I'm really not trying to make it sound that way.... All I'm trying to say is that I am fighting my hardest, and pushing my limits every single day because I *know* that there is so much to fight for. There is no reason to be careless. Who cares if it's *just* a silly assignment, or *just* a boring meeting? Show up and be there, and by "be there" I mean BE THERE 100% because otherwise there is no point. If you're not going to dedicate yourself, you're only cheating yourself. That's what it takes to be inspirational--dedication.

If you want something, you have to put all of yourself into it and you'll get it. This statement follows not only the laws of quantum physics, but it also follows common sense. So get up, and push yourself. Do one thing that is out of the ordinary for you. You might end up surprising yourself with what you can achieve. It can be as simple as participating in class (which involves actually reading an assignment!), walking a mile or two, or even just smiling and saying hi to a stranger. This may sound cheesy, but I promise, in a month or two, you'll notice a huge difference. On top of all of this, if you can learn to dedicate yourself, you can learn to believe in yourself, and believing in yourself is going to bring you a bright future (even brighter than all of those Hollywood lights). 

Blogging Rekindled

Here I am, rekindling, and revising the blogger canvas that I had once used as a main medium of communication. Although some may argue that blogging is a lost form of art, I tend to disagree. It's a digital diary really, and still a place to write and create, so what's so bad about it? Sure it can be a little "two-dimensional", and may just represent what just used to be on a piece of paper, but it still has that extra element of connection--interactivity.

Many diaries, books, and pages well-written will go unread if they only stay stashed on a shelf, and let's just face it, some thoughts were just made to be linked. Although blogging is simple, and very Web 2.0, it's still alive, and for a good reason-- it's waiting for the artist, the author, to fill the space available. On here there is no demand for perfection. There is no need to hire an editor to stoop over your work and check for every misspelling, every comma splice, or every sentence fragment. The writer holds the reigns--the stylus, the keys, and there's something so intriguing and beautiful about a text being so raw, so unedited and yet meaningful. We connect with each other through the links and form our own webs, our own networks, and our own anthologies of meaning. 

I know this seems a little philosophical, and a tad nerdy, but it is something to keep in mind. Beauty is a blog title waiting to be clicked; a comment about to be posted; and a mouse hovering above the "join this site" button. Unexpected things lie ahead, so go ahead-- be interactive, be beautiful, and click.