Where You Come From

So, maybe it's my young early energetic self at age 21 that's somehow trying to leave my print in the world, or I'm supremely bored. Yet here I am, a junior in college, with aspirations of hosting a travel show soon after I graduate from college. I'll skip the short introductions for now, as we all have a name and a story leading us to where we are now. All those memoirs and nice little memories will eventually come out in later stories I suppose.
               Anyway, today is the 20th of January and here I am in the tundra known as Keene, New Hampshire desk attending in a freshmen dorm. I've been doing quite a lot of thinking, and I've finally given in to the idea of submitting my thoughts and random ideas to the internet to save some space in my brain for future cobwebs.My main reason for coming up with this soon to be awesome blog is to gain publicity in the hopes of semi following in the foot steps of Anthony Bourdain or Tim Ferris. Both are world travelers with a complete set of different experiences. I truly adore traveling as well, although my interests are more of music, adventure, sports, and skydiving, females and of course having an extreme night out then and again. I'll keep it short and sweet, I've just been thinking of all the new people that have just transferred to my school, and being a resident assistant here is awesome and a lot of fun, but with so many clashing attitudes I find it almost laughable that people seem to forget where they come from as soon as they're all alone. While I could sit here and rant about the different guises people put on everyday and masquerade around with them on, I'll leave you with the idea that Americans tend fake things. But how else would we cope with a capitalist society other than to put on a superficial face and swallow the wallows of daily life? hmmmmm deep thoughts I have this late at night. pc out doooods.