My reasoning

I started my blog October of my second year of college. I'm about two months from graduating and I'm seriously considering making this my last post.

I have about twenty drafts I haven't published yet, because I never quite polished my thoughts on that particular subject. Maybe in a couple days I will be tired enough to keep writing.

Ever since I started the blog, it has had a therapeutic effect on me. My thoughts finally line up and I can find sleep easier. These last days it hasn't helped much.

I'm on the verge of some huge decisions. People ask me why I chose the career I'm going into. Others remind me--I hate it, because I know--that the job outlook is grim and the salary isn't much better. After really thinking about this, I have finally come to my definitive reason.

I used to say something along these lines: "I wanted to become a missionary doctor. When that door closed, I chose journalism because of the similarity. Missionary doctors travel places to heal people there, while journalists travel places to heal people back home."

Okay, valid point. Still, I feel it may be a bit greedy and pretentious. I don't just want to take the honor for creating a new conscience. I realized that even though I may create new conscience, the main focus should never be the impact--instead, focus on speaking to the reader, telling a story.

Here's my new reason of why I'm a journalism major:
"Everyone has a story to tell. Whether they know it or not, that story is the most important story in the world. Everyone's story is the most important--it is others who have tried to snuff out certain stories. Like the Doctor said in a Christmas episode of Doctor Who, 'I'm 900 years old and I haven't met anyone who wasn't important.' I want to tell people's stories. I want them to realize that their story is the most important story--maybe if we all realize we're all the most important people in the world, we might treat each other better."