Back At It

So, I haven't been writing lately. That's not good. I need some form of self expression, and I can't just let everything bottle up. Not too sure what to write about, so I'm just gunna wing it.

Someone told me "any writing is good writing".

I disagree. I think good writing is good writing. That's the main reason I always ask for honest feedback. If you don't like a blog, don't beat around the bush. Just fuckin' tell me. I need to get criticized or my writing will never improve and I'll just be stuck doing this amateur bullshit forever and never get around to publishing my book.

Then the world and all my future readers will be deprived of my gift. And that's just not good for anyone. ;)

Not too much has changed in my life. Same old shit, just a different day. Still no job, no girlfriend, and no school. The Marines are slowly creeping up and that scares me. I want to leave, but I don't want to leave. Everyone is comfortable in their own environment, and after living in Orlando my entire life and never leaving Florida (except 1 time in 7th grade) I am honestly scared shitless of traveling the world. It's going to be a big step in my life, and that's what I need. We all have to grow up sometime.

Or do we?

I'm still pretty much a big little kid. In my 19 years I haven't done much maturing. Which isn't good. The Marines should fix that. I hear you gotta grow up fast in the service.

I wish I could stay a little kid forever. I want to be 7 years old without a care in the world. Hell, I'd even settle for 14 years old starting High School all over again. Those were the days.

The real world is big and scary and I don't know if I'm ready for it. Where am I going to be 5 years from now? Well, either getting out of the Marines and starting my freshman year in college, or maybe shot dead over in the Middle East. Only time can tell.

I recently read something I wrote in 9th grade when I was 14 about where I want to be in 5 years. Well it sure as hell wasn't about getting fired from Twisted Burger. I had dreams back then, big dreams. My plan was to be a freshman at Michigan State University and playing football and lacrosse for them. Now look at me. Not doin' jack shit.

At least I discovered writing. Maybe I can tighten up enough in these upcoming years to really make a career out of it. Or I can just throw it away like I've done with all my other talents.

Well, I'm pretty much done babbling on about nothing. I promise the next blog will be better, I just needed to write SOMETHING to break this dry streak.

Not writing isn't good for me. You know I'm not in a good place when I'm not writing. That's just what I think...

but then again, what do I know?