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I’ve been seeing a lot of pictures like this on tumblr. And in some ways I really love them, and others I despise them like an enemy. But this one in particular inspired the story I’m going to write and post tonight.
I’m at that point in my life where I’m really questioning if everything I’ve done for the last twenty-four years were worth it. If all the heartbreaks, lost friendships, gained friendships, bad grades, good grades, sleepless nights, happy, and sad moments really had some grand divine purpose.
I received nearly perfect grades up until college, obeyed my parents, have never gotten in real trouble, and still have had a rather eventful life. Not the amazing “Wow I’m so blessed life” but the “Wow. why do bad things happen to me?” one. I don’t blame my bad fortune on anyone, I never have. But I’ve come to realize it doesn’t really matter if you’re perfect, or a screw up a lot, because crappy things happen to everyone.
I haven’t spoken to a lot of the people I care about in awhile, because life hasn’t been going according to plan. I wanted to be in LA right now, working part time as a waitress or something, and the other part of my time as an intern for some film production company. I wanted to be making connections, and gaining life stories and knowledge. Instead, I’ve been stuck in Chicago, trying to get any job that I could, and failing miserably. Living at home with my parents and other adult siblings. Resorting back into my teen life style that I hated so dearly. All of this sucks, but I’ve decided I could just go deeper into loathing myself and my life. Or I could take bolder chances. Throw caution to the wind. I used to be one of the most cautious people ever, as my previous paragraph suggested, and yet things in my life seriously got out of control sometimes.
So I think it’s time for me to buy more tickets. Take more rides.
We all die, no matter if we look both ways before crossing the street, or not, but we don’t all get to live. I’m choosing to live. Booking a no return flight to LA very soon.
Decided not to delete this, just make it mine.
What you can expect with this blog is mainly my writing: fiction, and nonfiction. I’ll post reviews of things I like, love, or hate. I’ll also post stories, some not so great, and some even really good, from my inner dreamer imagination, or my tragic real life. I have a lot of blogs out there, but this is my first (and possibly only) wordpress blog. I mainly post on tumblr, but I wanted to create a semi-professional, semi-organized, semi-way to post my writing and get actual feedback, good or bad. I’m, also, using this blog as a to say to the world “hey, I’m serious about writing. Not just a hobby.”
So that’s why this blog was made. Now to who I am. My name is Jerrica Tisdale, as my blog states (but the name may be changed. Something too honest about a blog being your name). I’m twenty-four and five months. I am a college graduate with a B.A in English Language and Literature, but that doesn’t make me an error free writer. I, often, make lots of errors, grammar mistakes, typos, and spelling no-nos, but I’m still learning. So, if you happen to stumble upon this blog and see a bunch of errors, don’t be a douche and say something rude. Just point them out in a polite way.
I also minored in Film & Media Studies & Psychology. I like studying people, I guess? I’m currently unemployed. I’ve been out of college for ten months and been unemployed the whole time. Sucks. But hoping to not be for long. Remodeling my social media presence to help with that pesky unemployment dilemma. Creating this blog is one of the ways I’m trying.
What do I want to do when I grow up?:
Right now, I’m focusing on finding any work possible, to pay bills, but eventually I want to. …Drum roll please…..you guessed it! Be a writer. I want to mainly be a screenwriter, but I also wouldn’t mind being a novelist. Working at a publishing company or a film production company are the goals for the next five years. Writing is my passion, and the love of my life, so nothing can match that feeling I get when I write. A life without passion is not a life worth living. One way or another, eventually, I’ll be a successful, famous, rich writer.
Just living. Learning. And Posting.