Sunday, November 6, 2016

I have been debating on whether or not to start a blog for a very long time now. I always told myself, "Next year is the year, you'll have more time and your life will be more interesting." Now that I am almost done with my first semester of college, I figured what better time?

I have always loved writing for fun, even if sometimes I have to remind myself of how much I actually enjoy it. I am such a procrastinator; I haven't met a project yet that I haven't been able to complete the night before it was due. Most of the time, I think of papers that are due as a nuisance, just another thing on an extensive list of to-do's, then when I actually start writing it and getting more into it, I remember how much I love putting my thoughts down onto a piece of paper.

I should probably give myself a bit of an introduction since this is the first blog I've ever written. My name is Allison Schubert. I currently attend Point Park University, majoring in Broadcast Reporting, and hopefully will be double majoring in that and Public Relations by the end of the year. There are very few things in this world that I love dearly, but my top 3 would have to be dogs, tea, and the city of Pittsburgh. Hockey is also very far up there on my list, and ultimately I would love to have a job with an NHL team someday, but for now, that's the dream.

I've learned very quickly in college how important it is to be independent. I'm in a midsize city without my family on the daily, which I absolutely love. This city is the place that I call home, and without that sense of independence, you wouldn't be able to fully enjoy yourself. To be successful in life, you can't constantly rely on your family for everything, and being here has definitely prepared me for that. I'm barely home anymore, and go home only when I find it absolutely necessary. My roommate, Meghan, on the other hand goes home every weekend, although I'm not saying that is a bad thing. She goes home to work and see her family, and she always talks about how much she misses all of her mom's homemade meals. I think that is another reason the move for me was so much easier than that of others here. My roommate and others on my floor are constantly talking about how homesick they are. Granted, I only live 50-ish minutes away, but Meghan only lives 20 minutes away and still misses home on the daily, and I can't say I relate. My relationship with my mom has always been strained, and my sister and I don't see eye-to-eye on anything, ever. My dad is my best friend and he visits often, making it a lot easier on me. But overall, home is a place I wouldn't miss if I never went back again.

I don't know how this whole "blogging" thing is going to work out. It will probably be a home to all of my late-night thoughts and random weird ideas, or simply a weekly-monthly tab on how things are going for me and my journey. Until next time, though...

Have a fantastic night.