my beautiful youth minister!!

Front steps

So I guess it's time to give my speech:

Ahem, I remember when I was a wee little girl. I could hear the water in my mother's womb swooshing around while I tried to nutri-fy myself from her umbilical cord. That was about 18 years ago. I still don't know how my mom has put up with me for that long. 

Now the hard part, which my family has been bothering me about is what my career will be or what I will study. I was checking my email and saw an article on Yahoo! that was about " Careers that let you have fun on the job" There was: teacher, public relation specialist, travel writer, registered nurse, and fashion designer. My top favorites are travel writer and teacher. I want to do something where I can have fun, and honestly, have people like and know me. Maybe somewhere where I can connect with an audience. . . I like writing, but i'd definitively need to learn how to write. I don't know but I feel like i'm just itching to know already. I can't handle my own suspense. I feel lost inside myself. <- way to end on a sad note, right?

I'll keep searching

xoxo,

Melissa O.

*Can you believe I've had this blog for more than a year? Time flies*