When I was in highschool, I was the editor of the yearbook and I loved my writing class. I had decided to major in college in Journalism and spoke with my less than perfect school counselor about it. Here's how the conversation went.
Me: "I am thinking about going to Mizzou for Journalism."
LTP Counselor: "Great school, have fun"
That was basically it, I wasn't guided in the correct way, nor was I helped out in the planning. See in my highschool, if you weren't in her "Fave 5" circle, you didn't get much attention.
Hubsy and I have decided I am going to go back to school for my first true passion, and I am going to start practicing writing more. I need to remember how I used to get my wit onto paper, and remember all my grammar! Yikes! I think I am in for a bumpy ride.