So, where do I go from here?

Being that this is my second post, I have been stressing over what I would write about.
Trust me, I have a lot to say. But I want to take this slow. Like a relationship, I want to give you just enough to keep you coming back, but not too much to completely lose you because I said all there was to say in my second blog post.
Not that I am an expert on relationships.
Or blogging. Clearly.

So, don't ask me why, but I googled the word "second."
I didn't feel like reading, so I went straight to the images that came up for the word "second."
Scrolling...scrolling..."this is stupid I need to think of something to write"...scrolling...
Then, a photo popped up about the second amendment.
It only seems consistent of me to mention the second amendment in my second blog post since I mentioned the first amendment in my first blog post.

According to Wikipedia, "The Second Amendment to the United States Constitution protects the right of individuals to keep and bear arms." 
I am going to keep this short and sweet because I have no business discussing such a topic that I know very little about. 
When it comes to owning your own firearm, I think there is such a grey area in which this issue resides. On one hand, we will never forget the children and teachers whose lives were taken too soon at Sandy Hook Elementary School in December, 2013. Furthermore, we will never forget any child or person who's life was taken too soon due to a shooting. My condolences to their families. 
What bothers me is this- If the government takes away the right to your own firearm, people will still find ways to obtain them. And, if they cannot, there are other ways to harm people, there will always be another way. It is the sad truth of the world we live in today. 
As far as a solution to this issue, I don't have one because its not my position to have one. In my opinion, I would get away with them. And, if this included hunting guns, those can go too. (I am vegan)
I don't pretend to know anymore than anyone else in relation to what will come of this law. No matter the law though, this is always going to be certain; some will adhere to it, some will break it. Some people break the law everyday when they get in the car and don't wear their seat belts. And some people are harmful and they kill and steal and eventually, if they haven't already, they will go to jail. And if they never do, I am sure they aren't going anywhere peaceful after they die. 

Woah, I got a little dark there. 

Now that I have completely depressed you...

I promise my third blog post will have nothing to do with the constitution or amendments. 

peace&love,
xo Erin 



http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Second_Amendment_to_the_United_States_Constitution

Who am I?

Is it even possible for me to sum up myself in one blog post? I sure hope not. Pretty sure my school papers are always at least a page or two longer than the maximum pages required. A 6-8 page paper becomes 10. Without the bibliography. "I just had a lot to say." 

So writing one blog post is not nearly even close to being a little bit of enough to tell anyone about who I am. 
SO, you will just have to continue reading my blog. 
Or don't. 
Either way I will still be here. 

I will tell you this- I have no expectations for how this blog is going to come out. There is no central theme to it, there is just my personal purpose- a place for me to share. A place that isn't Facebook, because we all know we already have enough of that from everyone else in the world. 
And, a place where I can practice the first amendment simply because its my right. 

SPOILER ALERT I am a girl. I will talk about girly things. If what I have to say does not interest you, please don't tell me, I don't care. Otherwise, commentary is welcome. 
That being said, I am not a bimbo. I will discuss real world issues from sex to politics to lifestyle choices. And then sometimes I may talk about my last Friday night out with friends in which one of us made a complete fool of ourselves on the dance floor, one cried, one left with some guy and one fell enough times to get us kicked out of the bar. Or one of us did all of those things. And it was probably me. 
Before I completely come off as a sloppy, drunk mess I will end this post now. 

Until next time, 
xo Erin