so here's the deal, first off i should start by saying that the chances of my using proper capitalization are pretty low. it's not that i consider myself to be e.e. cummings, i'm just like it better this way. i promise though that i am meticulous about spelling, grammar, punctuation etc. in fact, i'm such a nerd, i will most likely read every post about 5 times, reworking it until i like it before posting. 

secondly, i'm not entirely sure what i'm going to write about. the good news: i figured out my title, tag line, and about me section in less than 5 minutes, which sounds promising. we'll see if the rest of my rants end up being as successful. 

thirdly, why am i doing this? because i've spend my entire life dreaming about who i'll be one day. well today is here and i'm not her yet. don't get me wrong i love my life. but i don't think i'm living it to the fullest. Mr. Keating, Ghandi,  and Jesus would all tell me that i have more to give and to live than what i'm currently living/giving. 

which beings me to my last idea, what direction am i heading?

i haven't the faintest idea. but i think it's somewhere along the lines of being happy, tapping into the creative, loving life and people, changing my mind, trying new things, and accumulating my life along the way. 

it feels like the first post on a blog is like the first entry in a new notebook. i love school supplies and notebooks are some of my favorite things. a new notebook is a new possibility, pages waiting to be filled with your words, from your pen, from you fingers, from your heart. but usually i leave the notebook lying around. i love it for it's possibilities, i avoid it for the same reason. if i don't mar it's lines with my messy handwriting (another perk of blogging, you don't have to hate my handwriting as much as i do, you just have to put up with no Capitalization) then it remains perfect. but i think that if you try to keep an opportunity the way it is (just an opportunity) then it ceases to be itself and instead becomes something sad, just another regret. i don't want to get to the end of my life and think "i should have filled that notebook, i should have memories instead of dreams". when you seize an opportunity you create an experience. that is the experiment.