Where do I start?

Well, I guess I'll begin with today, January 2nd, 2012. Today I traveled from Philadelphia, where I go to school at Temple University, to Long Island, where I've lived for all twenty years and nine months of my life. My roommate Emily drove, while I tightly gripped the sides of my seat. Sometimes she forgets to brake, and sometimes I overreact.
 
I guess I overreact a lot of times. I've always kind of felt like overreacting is better than under reacting, you know? If a friend has had too much to drink and is as white as a ghost, I won't be the one saying, "Let's just ride it out. I'm sure he'll be fine." I start braking when the person four cars in front of me starts braking. I put protective cases on my cell phones and I always floss. (Maybe I'm also a little bit "over preventive").

When it comes to people, I always react. I can usually view that as a strength, but in the last few months I think it may have been a weakness for me. I am not passive. Sometimes I wish I was. I can't overlook injustices, no matter who they affect. I like that about myself. But I hate that I have so much trouble forgiving. I hold grudges, even when I talk myself out of them. They stay with me. I'm hoping that I can change this in the new year.

I don't think this blog will be about forgiveness or overreacting. Quite honestly, I think it will be about me. I think it will be the most genuine account of my human experience that I am capable of sharing. I think it will be a way for me to discover more about myself so that I can better understand the life story of every person I encounter. I think it will be a place for me to share a pretty picture or a biased movie review. I think I'll talk about music and love and technology and friendship and books and boys. That is, if this blog even makes it to February.

Happy, Happy New Year.