I realize how lame I am.

Really, I do. I'm sorry I haven't posted in a ridiculous two months.

I didn't realize it would mean so much to some people that they would bring it up to me, and that's my bad.

Now that I'm here, let's chat.

I've been super busy with things at school, especially Newsaper.

Last Tuesday, I had a chance to go to JDay at Mizzou. It was a pretty awesome experience. I got to go to a couple of seminars around the campus, and got to explore a bit. My friend and I, Mary Jo, went to lunch at Shakespeare's, which fortunately wasn't too long a wait, considering the millions of high school students that were there that day, and my cousin Allison met up with us there.

I've haven't seen Allison since Christmas, so it was really good to catch up with her. Especially since there was probably no way that Mary Jo and I could have found Jesse Hall again by ourselves.

I have considered a career in journalism my whole life. Last year, I decided that it was absolutely not for me. But this year, I have really taken a look into it. I'm still not really sure it's for me, though. I enjoy writing just about more than anything, but I'm definitely not a hard hitting journalist that craves to uncover injustice and reveal the truth.

Let's put it this way. I read the FYI section in the Kansas City Star in the morning.

As much as I want to go to Mizzou and would love to study journalism there, I'm afraid it might not be what I think it might be, and want to quit the degree all together.

As I've established before...quitting isn't really something that I do.

This is not something that I've finished thinking about. Everyone tells me that "I'm just a sophomore. I don't need to worry now. I'll change my mind"

But I'm not really a fan of saying "I don't know" when people ask me what I want to do with my life.