FP: Reintroduction

     My California I.D tells you that I will be legal at 18 in 2012. Brown eyes, near-sighted, 5'3", and brown hair. What it doesn't tell you is what I've seen through these near-sighted brown eyes, how I've grown up as a person, and where my roots truly lie. I was born in San Francisco and am currently residing in Alameda. Though I've endlessly dreamt of traveling the world, I will always remain a "Baydestrain" at heart. I spend most my days dwelling within the hallowed orange halls of Alameda High as a senior. As for life after high-school, I really haven't an inkling of what to do or expect.
     Early into the school year, I am already over-whelmed and engulfed in a sea of expectation on what to do with my future. Between SATs, ACTs, college applications that will undoubtedly determine the outcome of the rest of my academic future, and the ongoing struggle of maintaining a steady balance between school and social lives; students are on a time sensitive schedule to actually figure out who we are and what we want to do with ourselves. Most people would happily fall into the cookie-cutter statistic of envisioning financial success and a loving family for their future; but what path would actually secure and guarantee you the future of your choice? I don't know what I want, but my goal is not to wake up one day at the age of 40 with a bitter realization that I've wasted my life on a job I hate because I was forced to decide on a career in my teens.
     A typical person with typical thoughts, yet I’d still like to think of myself as an individual. The conception of my Blogger began in 2008, utilizing it as a virtual escape to regurgitate my verbal vomit without having others criticize me for being too much of a melodramatic, attention seeking whore. In my sophomore year of high school, I was instructed to employ and operate my blogger as an on-going English assignment throughout the academic school year. This began the hiatus to the publications of my personal thoughts and into the evolution of my current blog. Looking back on my work, my lack of effort is apparent throughout my posts, many of which were submitted exactly at 11:59PM. Despite the absence of any real performance, I am back with a vengeance in my senior year to fore-go the undertaking of exploiting what I was never good at (writing).
     Sorry, where are my manners? This is suppose to be my reintroduction but I have yet to introduce myself. I’m Tiffany Duong and because I cannot avoid the inevitable, I am opening myself up to your criticism and judgement. I invite you to meticulously pick at all the flaws in my writing and unleash your inner grammar Nazi. In light of my insecurities, I welcome you into the autonomy of my mind. I aspire to keep this as purely academic as possible, but I apologize in advance if I’m not up to par with your standards when I occasionally bore you with mundane run-on’s or slip too much biased opinion into any future subjects. Happy reading.


Edit: So I've actually written a little over 500 words. I was not aware it was suppose to be 250-400 because I left off with a minimum 500 word count last time. Today in government I turned in a 3page review on the recent GOP debate when it was suppose to be half a page. Story of my life.
Well idgaf, I've already written this much and you'd be trippin' backwards if you expect me to revise and cut it down.