When I decided to become a writer!

So this is the day that I decided I want to become a writer. I’ve wanted to become many things since I was a little kid. Started off with dreaming about becoming a soccer player, it changed to theatre and acting. Then I gave music and my guitar a go which never worked out well. I gave directing films a try and that didn’t seem to be suitable. I tried to be good with science and studies, and well, I have never been good with that neither since the first day I went to school. I’m trying to become an engineer which is not going so well! But I never thought writing would be good for me, not even a choice! When I think about it now, I realize that I’ve been pretty good at that actually. I’ve written many many letters to my mom and dad, for different reasons, most of the times apologizing for bothering them and being a bad kid! I’ve had many blogs in the past few years and I still have one. And when I think about it, I feel a connection between writing and myself. That is very weird!

There are other reasons why it’s best for me to become a writer. It does not require many expensive shit and high class university courses. Just a pen and a piece of paper will do the job if you’re really poor. It does not need many skills, other than of course, being good with writing and expressing feelings through that. It’s fast, reliable, and many people seem to like it. People always love to read. They read and read and read and read. Since the beginning of humanity and its civilization development; some people have been writing their mind on a rock or a piece of paper, and some other people have been reading and following them!

I’m not sure where this is going. I do not even know what exactly I want to write about! It’s like having millions of thoughts in your mind, and not knowing what to start with exactly. I guess that is where the problem kicks in: “Bad books and bad writings!” They have been around and we are all familiar with it. I was a very lucky kid for having a father who could distinguish between a good book and a piece of crap. I guess it is helping me out to know that I should not be writing bullshit!

There are lots of changes happening in life right now. Parents living separately, something I never thought would actually happen to my family is one of them. But hey, that’s just life ey? stuff you would never expect to happen, specially to you, will happen. Sooner or later. Like losing your virginity, or death of one of your parents, or maybe both! Life is always about experiencing what you don’t want to go through. And no one is out there to help it. We all go through stuff we never even imagined that could happen to us. And yet, they keep happening, and there’s always more to come. To hit us right in the forehead and yell: “Hey, guess what?!?! I just got you again.” And we are always there, trying to make the best out of every complicated situation for us and everyone else around. We’re used to it. We’re used to have someone telling us: “It’s just life, get used to it.”