But, going farther than that, I've always loved words themselves. I remember listening to my teacher talk in elementary school and silently mouthing along, slowly trying out each foreign syllable as if I were tasting a new food. (For example, my favorite word has always been "breakfast." Not only does it describe one of my favorite things -- food! -- but I just like the round sound of the syllables. Say it slowly... break... fast...) I love the way that even synonyms can mean slightly different things -- I'm not just "sad" -- I can be depressed, miserable, glum, down-hearted, under the weather... there's really just so many options!
And who am I to let this beautiful language go to waste, right?
Where I write isn't particularly important to me -- when you're a high school senior who barely manages to stay sane with 5 AP classes and a million college applications, you don't really have the time to find the most hipster-y coffeeshop or perfect forest to plop down in with your notebook. I usually hop on my old (slightly nasty) green (a really quite odd shade of green, actually) couch where I do all my homework. If I'm feeling particularly artsy, I'll put on a "coffeeshop background noise" (so high-class, I know).
I definitely don't have as much time now to write as I used to (good times in 7th grade with my writing notebook that I used to pass around between all my friends), but if I did, I think I might write about something I've never really been interested in since this year: artificial intelligence. I've never really been a techie, but the idea of humanoid robots is pretty amazing. I mean, we're on the verge of technological breakthroughs that could lead to huge advances or the destruction of mankind, and no one seems to know about it. I'm no computer programmer, so writing is the closest I'm ever going to get to messing around with computers and artificial intelligence.
I guess that's really the heart of it all, right? Writing is a way for me to experience things that I'll probably never get the chance to do. There's a limit to how many things you can do in life -- I can't exactly go get a Ph.D in biology, political science, and art history. (Probably because I suck at several of those things and also 'cause I ain't got that cash monaaaay to pay for all of those years of school.) But with writing, I can be a stressed-out researcher, a conniving politician, and a intellectual art expert ALL AT THE SAME TIME.
It doesn't matter that I'm an acne-prone, tired, anxious, donut-hating, Netflix-watching, angsty teenage girl -- because writing gives me the chance to be whoever the hell I want to be.