This is me.

New beginnings. We all want them. A chance to start over. To try again. Because who doesn't want to redo their mistakes? If you could look back at your life and pick something or things to do over, wouldn't you? I've always tried to be the person without regrets, and for the most part, I am. But even I would change a thing or two about my life.

So that's what this is. A chance to re-invent my image as a writer. My last several blogs (a la Myspace, Livejournal, etc) were immature to say the least. I want to show my journalistic side. I've been writing for as long as I've known how. I have kept a journal since I was in kindergarten. I read and wrote my own stories instead of watching TV. For the most part. I started "collecting" words when I was in junior high. That's when I realized I wanted to write for a living. I'm annoyingly persistent in my query for knowledge and understanding...I realized that in high school, which is also when I decided journalism was my calling. And just recently, I decided to minor in Philosophy. So I can someday write a book. Because all these random ideas that bounce around in my head? I think they could be the beginnings of something big. Something that could change the way people think. That's what I ultimately want to do. Make a difference. Have an impact. This right here, these words? This is just the start of it all.

So that's me, in a nutshell. I'm unpredicatble and capricious and impulsive. I live in the moment. People love me or they hate me, and that's the way I like it. I think that nothing is worth having or living or doing if it's only halfway.