13 going on 30... err... 24?

Do you feel unaccomplished? Like a kid? Annoyed you still have a curfew at the age of 24? No? Okay, it's just me, I suppose.

I am fully aware of my age, but if you saw me RIGHT NOW, with my glasses and no make up, you would think I am just an over developed 13 year old. Being EIC is NOT easy. I knew it was going to be heavy workload, but I wasn't prepared for the lack of intelligence writers were going to insult with me when they give me lame excuses on why they can't make deadlines - even when I have given them a month -_-. Why do I look like a 13 year old? It's because I have been breaking out, from stress! No bueno.

Growing up, my parents made sure they always took care of me and my brothers. I never broke a bone, I was never sent to the hospital for anything serious, I was hospitalized once when I was 12 because I got really sick, I had no surgeries. I think my parents did a good job, however, it kept me afraid from the world as well.

*****IF THERE ARE ANY PARENTS READING THIS*****

MAKE SURE YOU READ 

THIS 

NEXT 

LINE!

Over protecting your child is NOT A GOOD IDEA. Spoiling your kids WILL LEAD TO YOUR ABANDONMENT IN A NURSING HOME! I do appreciate my parents taking very good care of me, but I hate that I double guess myself. As EIC, I should be walking around like I am the shiznit, but I do not. I often question my authority and forget that I call the shots. I will not let people walk over me, especially when they are waiting and watching for my demise. To be honest, I never feel like my own age anyway. I dated this guy for 5 years (that's a blog of its own that I do NOT have enough time to post) and he always babied me. From ages 17-22, he never let me grow up and I found out the hard way that life is not going to baby me forever. Once I got out of that hellhole of a relationship, I sat down and straightened out my life. It's been a rough ride, but I enjoy being an adult... except the whole trail and error thing... man, do I HATE  the error part! I love working and making my own money and I love giving money to my parents, brother and even my boyfriend (another blog, most likely explaining why I enjoy giving him money).

Sorry, I'm ranting when I promised I'd try not to... my point is, I feel like I am not up for this position. I am just flipping out I won't do a good job and everyone will know I am a failure. At least my adviser will understand if I want to drink while I edit these articles... esp. the bullshit ones -_-... 

I think I am done. 

And I think the following picture captures my frustration.

courtesy of funnypicturesofcats.info

Every End Has Its Beginning

My name is Allison but everyone calls me, Ally. I use Ally Alexy (middle name) when I need a name online. Im not the techy type of girl so I get really paranoid about my information out there in the creepy web. I go to NJCU and I am a Senior. This is my last semester and I should be in done December. I am 24 years old and this is my first "real" blog.

Now that you know a little more about me, I should explain why now I decide to create a blog. Oh, before I get ahead of myself, when I mean "real" blog I mean this: I've had others but never kept up with them. Im a journalism major and my professors always told the students we should have blogs. So they had us create them and write once a week. I figured I really should make one now and keep it. Anyway, that is why I now created one. Well, I also needed somewhere I can vent without the annoying facebook.com status updates.

Now, true to my word, here is the venting! Ill try not to rant.

It wasn't until I hit 22years old when I decided to get my life on track. So I had gotten my first, real job, where I run the risk of getting fired, planned out the rest of my college career, started writing for my schools newspaper and saving money. It just so happens I am taking a summer class now, I just became Editor In Chief for the remainder of the year and I will be graduating at the end of this year as well. Im ending my college life with a bang! Now, because I wont know who will be reading this, I will try to be professional and not digitally bash anyone.

As of right now, I feel as though I am barely keeping my head over water. I knew EIC was going to be a tough position but I know this will look amazing when I look for jobs. Especailly my dream job (Revolver Magazine http://www.revolvermag.com/ ). I really hope I can do a good job at the newspaper, even though I have a huntch there are people waiting for me to fail. Thanx, guys. Piss off your editor BEFORE she makes her staff, im sure that'll work out for you.

Im a very sarcastic person and I lack any knowledge of boundaries. I have a mouth of a sailor but ill try to restrain myself. So, I guess that is it for now.

:)