I have no idea what to write about. Or more accurately, what I should write on this blog. I often find that the whirlwind of my head can be sorted out by conversations or scribbling down my passing feelings on paper, not necessarily putting them out there for people to see.
It would be unwise of me to discount the power of blogging, however. In the year (+ 8 days) since I made the random choice to start a blog, I have learned about myself and gained more confidence in how I deal with others. I have discovered a whole lot of what I don’t like but also an abundance of what I enjoy.
I didn’t leave school. I don’t think I would have ever been able to make the leap into working two crappy part-time jobs and writing in the time I had off. It sounds like a dull existence. I think a great writer should have a plethora of life experiences, and I intend to have those through living abroad, teaching people my language (and learning theirs), adapting to a different lifestyle, and most importantly – saying yes to all of those things. It would be easier to stay in a small town and live in a nice little apartment close to class and work, and have resources at my disposal. It’s incredibly comfortable, especially knowing that my family is close by. I greatly appreciate the life I lead, but I recognize that it’s not the only life out there.
I spent a few weeks in London (and a one-day stop in Paris) when the semester finished. It was a faculty-led trip with 6 other students. While it wasn’t the trip I had in mind, it taught me a few things.
- Be respectful of others, but remember that your needs are important as well, especially when you’re paying to be there. Your opinion matters, so make it thoughtful and relevant.
- Don’t be a fool. Again, respect the country you’re in. In France, learn a few polite words en Français such as please (s’il vous plait) and thank you (merci). Assuming that everyone speaks English is comically naive at best. It can also serve to draw attention to you in a potentially bad way. And why not learn a few words of a different language?
- Try different cuisine. I ate Indian and lots of Thai food as well as some traditional British fare while in London. I also devoured the greatest sandwich ever in our one-day stop in Paris, called le plaisir rosette. Salami and pickles on French bread really cemented my desire to return to France to study abroad. I wish I was kidding.
Overall I am happy that I got to experience London as well as a few other cities (Salisbury and Brighton among them) while getting academic credit. I am glad that I said ‘yes’ to the prospect when I stumbled upon the flyer in the Humanities building at my school. More often I feel that I almost always regret saying no to an adventure, even a small one. Only good things can come of being a ‘yes-woman’, even if at first I feel out of my depth. However, I will not hesitate to say ‘no’ if I feel that it is not in my best interest or will not serve a greater purpose. Being open to new experiences is important, but remembering your own personal needs is vital to a healthy balance with yourself and your relationships.
Here’s to getting back into the swing of blogging/internet nakedness. Coming soon – how to cut off the fatty edges of the meat. In other words, eliminating negative influences in your life.
Update (09/26/13): I haven’t been blogging, obviously. I miss it terribly, though. At the moment, all my thoughts are the completely uninteresting ones of a moody/sometimes depressed/busy but not busy enough 20-something that is feeling like she needs to not think for a while.