The Scrapbook Writer

 I know that I have to write a Graduation Post. I mean this is what I do,right? I'm often moving so fast through an experience that the only chance I have to be sentimental is if I write about it. Especially now, when my mind is everywhere. I feel like I should at least write to make sense of it. I can't even determine what feelings I have because they're so everywhere. Because of this, I'm a little afraid, I guess, because people are sending me off, saying goodbyes, and expecting me to be sentimental. I don't know if I can be sentimental on the outside right now. I emote in my own way. I'll be sentimental in a journal entry, I'll cry when I'm alone, but I most certainly do feel the change despite my stoic persona at times. With help of a little acting experience, I'm able to express hard to handle emotions a little better; but the truth is, I'm still an introvert. I still find it hard to express feelings. What I'm afraid of, I guess, is tha...

     So, this is my first post. I have no idea what I'm doing, but here goes nothing.   To start, I'll explain the blog name and a bit about myself. The name of the blog pretty much just describes how I write. I often have trouble getting out finished/perfected works so it's the idea of getting out random spurts of creativity. My writing is usually fueled by emotion-whether out of boredom or emotional distress-which is why it can be random. Much like a scrapbook this blog will (hopefully) be filled with little snippets here and there of creativity that'll eventually comprise a beautiful and complete work.     Another aspect of this, is the fact that this definition very much relates to my life and hopefully many others. The idea that random events and circumstances somehow work together to create a beautiful and complete life is evident to all who have watched a life go by. I believe that these events (although random to us) are not random at all but ...