First Post.

This is my life.

I live in a normal house with a normal mom and a normal dad and a normal cat. I eat food and I go to school and I try to excel academically, when I feel like it. Which isn't very often, I have to confess. I do have to get by with the best that I can in order to go to a normal college, though. 

At this point, I don't even know if I want to go to college. 

This indecision is very inconvenient due to the fact that I'll be graduating in a few months, and from there, what next?

I have to go to college anyway, though. It's kind of a family tradition, and if I break it, I'm sure that I'll never be looked at the same. 

Sometimes when I think of all the crud I'll have to do in college, I feel like I would be better off working in some crusty diner in Oklahoma. 

I'll change my name to Trixie.

However, one of my teachers told me a long time ago that it would be better to have a degree even if you are working at a diner. 

I could still be writing poetry and reading books. With a degree,

I can have the freedom to leave.

For now, I just have to think about completing things.

That's probably my biggest problem: starting new things with grandiose ideas and never following through with them.

The end.