Who cares?

I'm not sure. My hope is that random people will come across this on the internet and enjoy it, but I fear that won't be the case. However, letting random people into my thoughts doesn't seem so bad. The real question becomes this: will I let my friends read it? If you know me personally and are reading this, then the question is answered. If I talk about my life, will people get offended? Will I modify what I say because I know who'll read it? How narcissistic is my desire for attention? We'll see. So far, so good in the blogging world.

ACT? Please.

Tomorrow, many students in Illinois will be taking the ACT. If you're familiar with it, I'm sorry. If you aren't, stop reading and spare yourself. Okay, okay, it isn't that bad. There has to be some way to measure your intelligence/achievement on ONE scale, so that every college can see how you stack up in the nation. However, sitting in a room with my peers, taking one test for four hours hardly sounds like a good time. Also, there's way too much pressure on it. It's one day. One test. So maybe you choke. Now you're doomed to take it again to appease potential college choices, counselors, parents... The pressure to get "just one more point" is so high, it's stupid. I'm not saying ditch the whole operation all together, because I think it's necessary (although incredibly inconvenient and overrated). I, just like every other high school student, am just angsty. So students, if you're taking the ACT tomorrow, next month, next year, or ever, I wish you good luck. Treat it like a game, try to outsmart the system. It may not raise your score, but it does make you more confident and take some of the pressure and monotony out of the equation. On that note, I'd better brush up on my math....

The Beginning?

This whole blogging thing is new to me, I'll be honest. It's something that I probably should have started a long time ago, but didn't. Story of my life. Anyways, I should warn you: what you find here may not be to your liking, and I'm fine with that. Sharing my story is something that I've wanted to do for a while, but have never gotten the chance to do because moments of inspiration come to me most often when I'm alone, and in no position to break out the diary and scribble some sentences to myself about my day. This will be a reflection of myself, and if you like it then fantastic. Now you've got fair warning. Oh, I should probably tell you about myself. I'm a high school student in Illinois, and that's about it for that. I'm into music and theater, but psychology and biology are where it's at in regards to schools. You'll notice as I post more: almost everything I say is laced with psychological undertones. I'm someone who'll have your back, no matter what, and I'm a terrific listener. Nothing you say in confidence to me will ever be repeated or show up anywhere, pinky promise. I'm passionate about what I love, and I love what I do. Friends are my life, and I have some terrific ones. Family's really important to me, and in my case it's a complex issue. We'll get into that. I'm a positive influence on those around me, and I better people's lives. I truly believe that. Now that I've made myself sound perfect, I have a disclaimer: I'm human. I get upset and sarcastic and completely withdraw from society. I have breakdowns and moments of complete dorkiness. I trip ALL the time. I'm not perfect, and I don't pretend to be. I'm done hiding myself behind masks, a former habit of mine, so what you see is what you get. If you're still reading, you probably are someone that already cares about me quite a great deal or someone who I'd be interested in getting to know better, because you're willing to listen to me ramble. That's all for this post (don't want to be overwhelming), goodnight!