My Title is THE Title and it is My life

I've never in my life done this before.  I'm feeling awkward as I usually do.  I should stop talking about myself. No. It's okay. This is what it's all about. Maybe I should mention school, work, friends, family, non-existent love life..........

Let me not worry too much about this.  This is blogging.

Today is Friday, May 15. A year ago around this time I was preparing for my final days of high school with traditional and RAGING events such as prom, celebrity night, awards night, graduation, and my birthday.  Celebrity night. What a ridiculous thing.  Basically, a night to acknowledge all those who have specialized in a certain area of (there is no word for what I am thinking). Let's just say that I was nominated for Most Friendly and LOST. Was I disappointed? Yes. I will admit I was. But the girl who did end up winning was a kind friend of mine. OH. How friendly she was. Maybe I'm not friendly after all.  I think people were confusing extremely nice for friendly.  Nice is probably the best way to describe me.  Too nice? Yes. Sometimes. A lot of the times.  I need to be. I have to be. It's just how it always was and always will be. Amen. 

It's nice to reminisce about the past.  High School is now the past.  College is my present and future. 

COLLEGE was something I worried about practically all throughout high school.  Will I go to one? Will I get in? Blah Blah like that. BOOM. I got it. POW. Freshman year was one of the hardest years of my life. WOW. It changed me. 

How? I drink alcohol a lot more than I used. I party a lot harder. I have a FAKE that looks nothing like me. I'm friends with people I would have never been friends with last year. I smoked a cigarette for this first time. I got written up for drinking in the dorm. I went to church on my own. I participated in classes. I took public speaking. I found out I worked great under pressure. I went on a retreat. I ended both semesters with a 3.5 GPA. I stayed in touch with my family everyday. 

As you can see, I've done some bad things and I've done some good things.

Have I changed in a bad way or a good way?

Who am I?

No one yet. It's Okay. I won't worry now. My life. I won't worry it away.