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Hello blog readers of the world! Hope you all had excellent respective holidays! 

I'm writing today because I kind of just felt like it.  Writing.  And Reading (I need more books people.  Please comment with suggestions.  Only good ones allowed).   Like, it's been a while.  So I took a quiz-like thing on the internet to see what famous writer I write like for inspiration. My friend had taken it and she was lucky enough to write like Vonnegut.  Jealous, and curious, I took the test and it told me I wrote like J.D. Salinger.  At first I was actually upset.  I mean, Catcher in the Rye is extremely controversial, and Salinger has a pretty big nose (wouldn't want to be associated with that).   People say only crazies and axe murderers have Catcher in their homes, or like it, or whatever, but I for sure disagree.  I loved that book and I'm probably one of the least crazy people in my family, at least I hope... Anyways, it got me thinking about what I wanted to do with my life.  

I want to write.  Like be all awesome and cool and famous for writing a story from a dream (even if the story sucked), or start writing on a napkin on a train and become richer than the Queen (That's what happened to J.K. right?).  No, it's not about the money, I just like to write is all.  And I'd like to do something that I genuinely enjoy if I have to do it for the next few decades.  Well but so here is the problem. A writing major, or an English major, doesn't usually get you a job.  And although I'm not basing all my life choices on the fact that I need to make bank and have some smokin' career, I still like having a place to live.  And food. (My sister is reading this thinking, I was an Lit major! You can totally get a job! But get this, she is also a doctor.  So that isn't exactly the general course for a Lit major. Lez be honest.)   

Blog readers of the world! Help me out! What can I do where I can write and be as happy as a nerdfighter at Comi-con while still being able to live in a place with running water?  This is actually important, seeing as I'll have to make grown-up decisions while I play pretend adult at college, and I've got time to really decide, but I also need some time to change my mind.  We all know that usually happens in university anyways.  Comment with ideas and suggestions for careers and majors that don't stink please, who knows, maybe I'll actually take them.

Also, Happy New Year!  You know, if you follow the Gregorian Calendar and celebrate that and all.  See you when the 21st century hits the teenage years.  Hold on to your hats, that is bound to be a crazy time full of pimples and hormones for the planet.  

You Just Won The Award for Never Forgetting to be Awesome! Enjoy a Trip to Vidcon!

So blog readers of the world, I am incredibly sorry for abandoning you.  That was unfair of me, and I truly didn't mean to be such a jerk.  It's time to forgive and forget, so let's move past that.  This leads me to the topic of my post for the day.  YouTube.

I recently had to create a video for a class project.  Well I didn't have to create a video, but being me, I decided to be creative and ambitious and immediately hated myself after actually starting the video.  It took me hours and hours to create, but I was strangely satisfied when I was finally, finally finished.  I had a weird craving for more videos, and a new goal of becoming a famous YouTuber.   I also fell in love with about a zillion vlogs, so this could have also been a contributor.  Really, I just want to go to Vidcon for being awesome.  Is that so bad?

The most recent vlog I became completely and utterly absorbed in, was the Lizzie Bennet Diaries.  It was so extremely entertaining to watch this girl's life, and although I constantly thought, wow, this is kind of exactly like Pride and Prejudice (which I haven't even read), I didn't realize until just now that that was actually the goal, the point, the entire reason for creating that blog.  Granted, I watched the first 53 episodes between the hours of 12am and 2am last night, but still, I was disappointed with my utter lack of ability to pick up on that.  How am I supposed to be a famous YouTuber if I don't even realize what a famous YouTuber's point on YouTube is until the story is practically finished?  What does that say about me?  

Well, considering my impending fame on YouTube is slowly dwindling away, I'm thinking it means this:  I will never be famous on YouTube, the only people that watch my class project are the people in my class... and my parents, and no, I will never win the award for never forgetting to be awesome.  So no, I will not enjoy a trip to Vidcon.  Maybe there is a "con" for average bloggers who barely blog?  Probably not.  

In case you care, here is the link to my final project: Shakespeare Final Project (English 140)