hello right now.

Hello readers. These are the rants and opinions on various things of an old teenager/young adolescent. So here I am. This is my first post.

I couldn't tell you that today has not been an eventful day. Many big things have been defined today by little occurrences.

Firstly, I finally handed in the last of my essays for my FIRST YEAR at University, making it nearly officially over! This marked the end of something that up until RIGHT NOW felt so new to me. I am sitting here right now, next to my flatmate and very good friend, listening to her type and fidget with her mouse, as she tries to finalise a presentation for an assessment she has tomorrow. Occasionally she takes bites off some toast I made for her, and eats from a bag of 'jelly squirms' that she brought into my room. We have Laura Marling and Emmy the Great blasting out of the speakers on my laptop, filling the silence with words that we both know so well. Downstairs is our other flatmates, in complete silence studying for her exams. I am waiting for sun down so I can go to sleep as I have training early in the morning, and I am simply killing time by reading a book whilst on Facebook and MSN, chatting away to countless amounts of friends and acquaintances at once. This simple staticness establishes that this is the end of something that has hardly began. In fact, I retract that. This is not the end... this is the successful rounding of an introduction to the rest of my University years and my life.

I selected my modules today. And due to sitting infront of a screen clicking options and ticking them, I realised that many of my previous decisions have led me to this position. I am in essence selecting every weapon that will aid me in building a better future for myself, and I just hope I have selected the right ones. The best ones. The ones made for me.

After the whole stressy University decision and deadline day, myself and two friends went to Putney to relax and just hang-out. Through the conversations we had I understood something about myself: I cannot be left without anything to do. I am one of those people that need to be constantly buzzing with something to do, or as I said to my mother, and I quote 'I will become fat!' Boredom will lead to my impending obesity and this is not acceptable. I have recently [I say, perhaps 9 months ago] fallen in love with ROWING! Yes, ROWING! [hence my early morning training] And this has kept me very physically fit, on top of my passion for HIP HOP dancing. And this summer, I got accepted for the summer training program with Rowing, which is brilliant. 10 weeks! HAHA! This plus my job, plus a few gigs and nights out; and maybe even an internship that may lead to a brighter future! I could not ever be still. EVER! It strikes me that there are people in relationships and friendships that do NOTHING but sit and watch television, or go back and forth from the same boring place to the other, without ever exploring from their comfort zone. I could not be one of those people, I would rather cease to exist before becoming an obese piece of boredom! My friends and my family are very much like me: unstoppable! Birds that need space to fly, and need someone to allow them to fly. [Probably why men don't like me...] Mother says I am a Driving Force. What I need to do I get done. What I want to see, I will see. What I hope to achieve, I will achieve, I will live my life under my conditions and that is something that University taught me too. I am ALLOWED to be in control of where and when I do what. I am the pen holder to the book of my life. And I will write my own zig-zagged story, my way.