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November 2007 - Posts

  • The future, and what it will bring...?

     Hello, blog readers. Blogging is weird for me. I do write a journal, but that's seriously personal. And this? It's on the internet for all to see.

    Anyway, the future. I'm a junior in high school, and, at some point, my future will include college, most likely. Except not if we all die in some sort of apocalypse before then. But, most likely, I will go to college, to study political science and middle east studies. First, I want to take a gap year, to travel, though. Something which is apparently much more acceptable in other parts of the world than in the US, but whatever.

     While in NYC for the release party, I visted four institutions of higher education: Fordham University (Lincoln Center campus), Barnard College, Columbia, and NYU. I hated Barnard and Columbia. I loved Fordham and NYU, pretty equally, although they are very different. 

    However, I might not go to either one of those even if I'm accepted. I actually kind of want to go overseas, to England, maybe. Or to Sweden--they have English-language university programs there, and tuition is free. 

    Cost of living for an American in Europe, though! And tuition (although this does not apply to Sweden)! It's so expensive! Not like NYU or Fordham is cheap; it is my mother's dream that my dream suddenly becomes to study somewhere in-state. UNC Chapel Hill, maybe. But I would hate that! I mean, Carolina's a great school, yes, but not for me. I don't know how I'm going to pay to go to a private school, though. It'll mean loans and job and hopefully scholarships, but I'd rather work hard to go where I want than more easily go somewhere I don't want to.

    I'm not sure there was much of a point to this blog other than rambling on about my possible future, but whatever. 

  • Leaving for NYC Tonight As A Published Author

    This is my first blog post, on the day before I leave for NYC, for the RED release party.

    Wow.

    I'm a published author. Anybody in the world can read what I have written. Anybody. It hasn't quite gotten to me yet, but I imagine the NYC experience will make it all the more real.

    It's exciting, sure. Just like my mom keeps asking, "aren't you excited?"

    Well, yeah, I am. And honored to be a part of this great project. But I'm also more than a little nervous. Terrified might even be the proper word.

    I am shy. I can write and let the world see on the internet, yes. I can't always talk to people, but, still, talking isn't exactly permanent. Having something in a book, an actual printed book...That's pretty permanent. Unless we go back to Nazi Germany and the bookburning or something. But I digress.

    Anything I write on the internet, I can delete if I so choose. Most things I say, will be eventually forgotten. But if it's sitting on a bookcase somewhere, anyone can pick it up whenever they want, as many times as they'd like. They can pick it up, feel the book in their hands, smell the book (if they so choose...I, personally, like the smell of books), hear the pages rustle, read it out loud, photocopy it, take it out in public to read in a park or on a bus...If they forget, they can just read it again. It's so much more concrete.

    See why it's scary?