Sep 16, 2009 04:45
Can I tell you a secret?
I want to write. Like, seriously write. For serious, for certain, for sure.
Not just like this, in the early morning from the living room of my dorm, with Con studying for her Psych exam. But to be able to write all I want and to be really darn good at it. Oh how I wish.
And to have the whole wide world marvel and swoon over the juxtaposition of my magical words.
Oh why can't the world be nice and fair.
I should have thought of this ahead of time, way before entering college. So that whatever path I ended up choosing, I would have allotted some space for this writer's dream. I could have taken more classes or electives aimed at it. I don't know anymore.
At the end (or beginning) of the day, all I can think about is a place away, away from Econ or business.WHAT DOES THAT SAY ABOUT THE MOMENT I STEP OUT OF THE UNIVERSITY? lol.
Anyway.
I just need my right to write!
(see that clever use of words? HAHAHAHAHA whatever, deej)
Must run off and do investments lest I can steal yellow pad from someone here.