Found a reason to move on to a different blog yet? I don't know why I joined thoughts.com in the first place. While staring at a binder full of blank lined paper excites me, I can't keep writing journal entries by hand. I take plenty of notes in high school as it is, and typing is faster, and much more relaxing on the wrist and fingers. I'm not here to discuss political issues, global warming, why gay marriage shouldn't be banned, etc., but more to vent and get anything I may have to say off my chest. And to who? Bloggers; hopefully others who enjoy writing as much as I do.

That would be my dream job. A writer. My major for Cal State University, Fullerton stands undeclared, but I know I want to pursue a career in writing. Do I want to get a novel published? Most definitely. Do I want to be a journalist? Technically, I already am. I've written a couple articles for www.chinohills.com and have a place on my high school's newspaper staff as the assistant editoral editor for "The Howler." I don't feel comfortable expressing my creativity any other way. Acting turned out to be a complete dud, as fellow thespians—who I still consider good friends, of course—gave me a glimpse into what the entertainment industry is like: impatient, pompous, and arrogant. For me, a sense of security lies between the pages of a newspaper in comparison to being open and vulnerable onstage, or even backstage managing the actors' props. The last thing I want to do is hide behind a pen name, but "Charlotte Knight" doesn't need to be in bright neon lights in order for me to be successful, either.

Is it June yet? I can't wait to get out of high school and leave it far behind.