A Little Bit About Me

As I've grown through layers of interests, I've come to conclusions of what I long to do after college has passed by. As a kid, I wanted to become an artest. Yes, an artest. I couldn't spell well, so my teachers constantly corrected me, but I never took to spelling artist as it should be. Sometime during fifth grade after I won third place in a poetry contest, I decided I should spend my days writing poetry. Around the time of Middle school, I decided a writer would suffice. in eighth grade I tried writing a book. Wow, I was naive. I did reach 100 pages, and I did end it. But the poor plot loops and reoccurring misspelling of the word "coma" had no future in publishing. Entering Dulaney High School, I found myself fascinated with others' feelings and thoughts. I envisioned myself sitting at a couch taking notes from some one's life shpeel. After that phase, my artestry found an easier and more welcoming to my excessive laziness medium; photography. I still work the cam cam now and then. At the current moments, I long for a video camera, and want to show the rebuttle to photography, if that rings true. Although my life has changed so much since that revelation of a therapeutic future, I can't help but wonder how all these estranged hobbies of mine will mix. I hope none are ignored.