Graduation

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Graduate

That’s right; I graduated from university today cum laude!  My degree is in Journalism & Mass Communication with a minor in Philosophy.

“What’s next?”  Everybody has asked that.  Here’s my answer: I don’t know.  What I want to do most right now is rest.  Even my mother recommended that I take a small break before looking for work.  “Why not go straight into journalism, like be a news anchor or something?”  I’ll elaborate more in the next post, but journalism isn’t my let’s-get-right-to-it-passion.  For now, let’s say that I knew I had the option to start working when I turned eighteen.  However, my parents wanted me to go to college, though they didn’t mandate it.  I prayed, asking the good Lord what I should do.  He quickly responded: I was going to college.  I wasn’t unhappy because I knew I’d thrive in college, and I did.

Thank you to all my readers for sharing this blog with me.  It’s definitely been therapeutic at times.  As for its future, I want to continue it.  But, the family is in the middle of a move, and there’s trying to find a job, too.  I’m sure I’ll find a way to balance a job and writing this blog.

Until next time friends,

Alaina

Art Fuel (II): Pouring In, Pouring Out

Venezia

Ah Venezia, ti amo!

Lately, things have been emotionally tumultuous, and it’s just starting to calm.  I’m not going to say too much, but I cried.  I cried a lot.  Everything’s okay now, and it’s given me plenty of food for thought.

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Art Fuel

 

Sicily was a beautiful place and is one I'd definitely revisit.

Sicily was a beautiful place and is one I’d definitely revisit.

Hello, everyone.  Sorry for the delay.  I had jet-lag and a hearty helping of writer’s block to contend with, but I hope y’all are ready for more posts because I have plenty of material now.  I’m not one for shout-outs, but I have one for my favorite professor.  Thank you, Dr. Stacey, for being the inspiration for this post.  You made this comment in passing, and it had nothing to do with our class discussion.  Still, a spark is a spark.

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