There She Goes... Starting a Blog.

Recently, I've adopted a mindset when going into new things that - nothing is as serious as I think it is. With that mindset shift has come a realization that my overachiever and over-thinker mindset don't necessarily coincide perfectly together. Welcome to the "There She Goes" blog, my personal oversharing platform! This year has felt like the year of starting over. Starting over at a new school, new people I surround myself with and starting fresh with new passions I never knew I had. Starting over, creating a platform that is completely my own, feels worrisome that I have no one to really edit my lingo, or tighten up my at times aggressive writing style. It's definitely going to be a year of trial and error! I will own up to the fact that it does feel a little more vulnerable than usual writing from a platform that isn't "supervised" per se. If you are unfamiliar with my writing background, it really doesn't come with a long resume. I started my love for blabbing through blogs as a Her Campus Laurier writer. Now, going into my own platform, which sounds more dramatic than it is, the loss of such a luxury like editors, and a marketing team, will be missed, however, full creative freedom feels exhilarating.

Although this definitely feels less official than writing behind a million dollar company that started at Harvard, like Her Campus, I still, in a way, feel equally as empowered and motivated to flourish. If you've followed me along as a Her Campus writer, you would know I am necessarily not the 'people pleaser' type. I'm not afraid to say unpopular opinions, although I probably should've shown a tad more grace when writing articles insinuating people’s behavior whom I crossed paths with regularly. What can I say? Creativity sometimes translates to the truth, and I had no clue the truth would translate to boys confronting me in a bar setting, saying they read my articles about hookup culture and the comparison of a boy vs. a man. I’ve always enjoyed writing with the intention of it being, for the girls, but hey the guy upstairs works in mysterious ways sometimes, and at times discussing opinions that we’re all thinking certain people need to hear is a blessing in disguise. 

While I've never been a "Sex in the City" fanatic, I can't help but feel Carrie Bradshaw's energy exuding my body after having a questionable life moment, and immediately jotting down in my notes a topic for my next article. Finding a passion for something that isn't your direct career path is… frightening, to say the least. For those who don't know what my life plan is, I'm going to Law School this fall in England, and I'm pretty sure I can say with certainty that the writing involved in law school is not exactly Carrie Bradshaw coded with a hint of Elle Woods from Legally Blonde. Rather than panicking, thinking that once I find something I like, I have to spend the rest of my life doing that one thing. I'm choosing to do things that keep me fulfilled at this moment. It’s like the first boy you REALLY liked, they were the moment at the time but once the ship has sailed, and you’ve come to your senses that the guy you thought was “perfect”, really isn’t, you’ll realize there’s always a brighter side at the end of the tunnel that leads you to exactly where you’re supposed to be. To say the least, I'm definitely guilty of planning ten years ahead. Yes, I often have conversations with guys that turn into weeks of romanticizing our non-existent coinciding lives. It’s a sickness that I'm aware of. Rather than questioning life's existence trying to find one thing that helps me pursue my passions, I'm choosing to keep my options open and my mind energized.  Going into this new journey, I'm understanding that there's no point in thinking that my life will be at the same high pace speed that it is now for my whole life with one passion. So why not continue full speed right now, while I have the gumption.

To me, life is all about finding some things that fill your cup, some that fuel your mind, and to be real, some that pay the bills! Life isn't a rom-com, as I'm sure you'll hear me say a lot in these articles, but you sure can pretend to make it out to be some days. Romanticizing things that serve you emotionally, educationally and creatively seems like a pretty reasonable goal as of now. Hopefully, I'll have some readers to tag along with me on this journey of figuring out what I'm doing with my life. And who knows, I am living the next three years of my life alone in Europe, so maybe that rom-com lifestyle isn't as far out of reach as I think it is. 

Talk Soon, 

Gracee