I wish I could tell you, Friends, how many times I have started an online blog and/or journal. Each time, I had the wholehearted intention of making regular updates and the like. This time, I will make no such promise (or, at least, no written promise to use as proof) to maintain this journal.
I am a student at the University of North Texas. As an English major with starry-eyed dreams of leaping into the world of publishing and writing, I realize that I need to work on my writing regularly. My father suggested I write a short story every day, but in case you didn't know, writing a short story usually takes longer than a day. My father does marketing research so, alas, he doesn't understand. I'm going to grad school. I don't know where yet, but I do know it will not be in the state of Texas. We don't have a good relationship and I think it's time we part--for good.
Wow. Everything I've written so far sounds so...
stiff. I promise you, Friends, I am not uptight. I have a very good (very mean) sense of humor. In fact, I'll even acknowledge that I am aware of my lack of audience. If I pretend I'm actually writing to someone, maybe I'll feel obligated to keep it up. It's twisted, yes.
Anyway, I should go. I have homework for technical editing due tomorrow.
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