No one who knows me should be surprised by the fact I don’t know what I’m doing.
For a year now, I’ve wanted to start my own blog. About what? I used to ask myself. I have nothing interesting to speak about.
A year later, I still don’t have anything interesting to speak about.
But I feel like it’s time to be able to put my thoughts somewhere. I have no idea how successful this is even going to be. Half the time, I’m so lazy I can’t even be bothered texting my friend. How am I going to manage a blog?
I mean, lets be real here — sometimes, all I want to do is express myself in a rather passive aggressive gif from one of the Real Housewives franchises.
Hopefully this won’t resort to that.
I’m not a psychic. I’m actually piss poor at predicting things. But my intent for my blog is for it to contain content on how hard it truly is to be a graduate set free in this world post-uni, left to my owns devices as I search high and low for that door that will give me a start to my future career; how amazing it is to think about becoming a writer and how difficult it is to break the vicious two-step cycle of opening Word to only close it; and, sometimes, just some commentary on writing and entertainment.
I’m a Communications graduate with a major in Public Relations with an intense interest in writing and how important and impactful it can be on our world today. I also have #opinions that belong in the hashtags of Tumblr, as well as Hulk-like anger toward the representation of females in our creative entertainment.
But the one important thing you need to know about me is I’m a koala.
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