Chapter 2: When I come back from a hiatus because I forgot I had a blog

Well this is embarrassing. Here I was all ready and determined to have a blog and to keep up with it and look what happened, I forgot about it completely. But I do have an a reason (or excuse as some like to call it.) I've been busy. Like life changing busy... 

...okay maybe not life changing busy, but it's been a little crazy recently. The reason why? I quite my job and moved. It's a long story and I know you are very eager to hear it but it's a long story so I'll give you the short version of it. 

See it all started on Easter Sunday. I went back home to see family and relax. I was just sitting at the counter when all of a sudden I started to tear up. This is not uncommon. I was tired, mentally an physically, and when I let my guarded down tears start to flow. Well my uncle and aunt where right next to me and and were very worried because I started to cry. They asked what was wrong and I told them about my job and the situation I was in and how I felt helpless and trapped. They were obviously troubled by this and were trying to help but I told them there was nothing they could do and that I'll be fine. 

4 hours later...

I'm back in Orlando because I have to work the next day and I get a call from my aunt and uncle. They had been talking about the situation I was in and they didn't like it so they gave me a proposition; I can either stay in Orlando and in my horrible job or I could move in with them and they will help me find a job related in my field. I was in tears (again) because I finally knew that I had a way out of the situation I was in. It was like a weight had been taken off my shoulders and I could finally breathe. I was so happy. Two days later I put my two weeks in at the office and started to pack up my stuff for moving. Two weeks later I was moved into my aunt and uncles house. Now I'm sitting on the couch typing this story up and I couldn't be happier. Do I have a job yet? No but I'll be volunteering with the local art museum to gain experience and I'm also looking for a part time job, but for now I'm happy which I haven't been in a long time.

Chapter 1: In which I start a blog

This has always been the hardest thing for me when it comes to writing; starting paragraphs. Once I have my intro I'm okay and can write and write but the problem was getting past the intro. It was horrible when I had to write in-class essays because it would take me 30 minutes to just write the introduction. Even with this blog I sat here for about a hour wondering how to start it off, until I decided on this topic. Fingers crossed it works and people keep reading.

Anyways, welcome to my blog. I feel like I should to a formal introduction about myself and what this blog will be about so you can decided if you want to keep reading. I'm a recent college graduate who is completely lost in this world and decided to write a blog about my journey. Sounds pretty cliché right? But it's true and I'm hoping that writing will encourage me to keep moving because right now I'm at a dead end and have no clue where to go. Now on the outside it might look like I have my shit together since I have a full time job that pays well, an apartment with great roommates, and a somewhat active social life. But look at it closer, maybe squint and tilt your head a little, and you can start to see the rips and stains in the book of my life so far. What are those rips and stains about you might be wondering? Well I'm glad you asked because they are the reason I decided to start a blog.

I work at a property management office, which in itself is not bad but it has nothing to do with what I majored it; History. Now I know a lot of people are not in the jobs they majored in, some like it and some don't. I'm in the don't category. I do not like my job. At all. But I feel stuck so I suck it up and stay. What I want to do it be an Archivist in museums. I decided I wanted to be an archivist when I was a senior in high school. I love books, reading, and history so to me it was the logical thing to go to school for and I don't regret my major at all, but I'm having a hard time moving forward with it. This is because to be an archivist you have to have your Masters in Library Science to even be looked at. The easiest solution would be to just get a masters but it's easier said than done. Most of the programs require you to take the GRE and I'm not good at standardized test. So I have been putting it off because I'm scared to take it and failing. I know I know, so stupid right? I agree it's completely stupid but it's this that is holding me back from moving forward. Oh and the fact that I'm scared of failing and then never amounting to anything, but thats another story. As you can tell I have great self-esteem.

So thats why decided to write this blog. I have decide I need to stop being so scared and to just push myself forward to achieve what I want. This blog will be a book of my journey to get my Masters degree and finally become a archivist like I've dreamed of (seriously I've had dreams of this). I'll share other stuff to, like whats on my mind, maybe about a book I read or something I learned. It will have its ups and downs, maybe some cliff hangers, but I'm aiming to have a happy ending. Because I deserve it.