Commissioned by my Dad

Over the past school year, I've written two personal essays for two different applications.

My writing's never been better! I can brag about that because that was actually the true purpose in starting a blog... to better myself in expressing myself. If that makes sense? I still have a ways to go.

Anyway, I was talking about this very fact with my dad after he edited one of my drafts. He asked me if I was still writing in my blog.

And we all know the answer to that.

I told him I've been uninspired. Nothing to write about here. Nothing interests me here (except for science, I love science). That I hate it here.

So he told me to go write about it.

My first thought was that I didn't want my blog to become a venue where I ONLY rant about my first world problems and only complain about personal issues because honestly, I don't think it's classy.

I don't think I will fall into that trap. But I think I will start to clue the old blogger into some new struggles.

So this is a warning to all two or three of you readers out there (Hi Mom)... raw meat is on the menu and my cliches are only just warming up.