And now I try to condense...

So this is not my first blog nor will it be my last. I got sick of the last host site so I switched over to what all the cool kids were doing. But since I really like some of my old entries from the other blog I will continually post those here along with new entries. It's kind of an experiment since my previous blog had posts that I had written a long time before I even posted them online. Long story short--I like to write. A lot. Therefore, my writings are scattered everywhere and even though I know they may not be the most influential/awe inspiring piece of literature ever written they work for me and that's all that matters. Without furtherado here is one of my old entries from the previous blog.

5.10.08 "It's hard to change the way you lose if you've never won"

The awfully beautiful rain inspired me to write today. It's weird to get inspired. It's such a thing that you can't explain. I can sit and write for hours on a day like this. Maybe I'm destined to write my life away. Maybe that's why I was a journalism major. Maybe that's why I sometimes still long to go back into writing that way. Maybe I should just write a book. Maybe I'm sick of writing papers that have no meaning. I want to write to write. I don't want to be graded. I want to write to inspire because good writing inspires me. As I said in my last post, lyrics inspire me more than I can ever say. The subject of this entry is a line from "All We Are" by Matt Nathanson. Since I write a lot more in my regular journal I keep forgetting to write in this. One of my favorite things is an airport. I know it may sound absurd, but you can witness every emotion in an airport. There's people excited to go on vacation, there's people anticipating seeing a loved one, there's people scared to death because they're meeting someone they haven't seen in a long time, there's people sad knowing they're flying to mourn someone's death. That's the thing, I can sit in an airport all day and write stories about the people I see. There's kids, there's old people, there's newlyweds, there's whites, there's blacks, there's everyone. It brings together everyone. I do dream about working in an airport. I'm really thinking about doing research about people use airports and not just to fly. How they communicate within them, why they're there, how everyone in the airport works together. It's such a calming yet exciting place. I've not always had the best experiences in airports, but that's what I love. Everytime it's different. It's not just a building, it's a coming together of every walk of life.

Enough about my love of airports. To end this I'll post a random entry from the written journal I keep. (I make that sound singular, but there's probably a good 5 of them, but only 1 at school with me)
A tad long but uplifting nonetheless:
2/13/07 (aka senior year)I live for:-sunsets when the sky is a mixture of pink, orange and yellow-
snow days when the snow never seems to stop falling and it lands so gently-
nights of doing nothing, but sitting around at someone's house-
someone saying hi to me that I barely talk to-
seeing a smile-
hugs-
flowers especially when they catch rain on their petals

"Always love, hate will get you everytime" --Nada Surf