This will be my last journal entry. If you've used this as the only way to keep track of me and how I'm doing. I apologize, use facebook and myspace to get in contact with me and maybe we could actually talk. I jsut dont see myself writing in this anymore, its been haggard and very infrequent anyways, so yeah. FIN

I don't need someone to fight for anymore. I have something to fight for. My future, my dreams, and having my life back. I feel like being home and being in this rutt has been all one terrible nightmare I'm on the brink of waking up from. This saturday morning I'm driving off to Missouri for a summer stock theatre job and then in the fall, I get to ( Read more... )

I want someone to fight for.

Why on Earth cant I jsut be alone with myself without haivng a major breakdown or resorting to drinking? Why? I need some of that inner peace shit, but nothing works like it used to. I have huge writers block, My drawings all look like shit, Theatre frustrates me, and movies and tv jsut make me cry msot of the time. I refuse to pick up smoking ( Read more... )

So it looks like the way things are going....I'm not going back to school for a long time. I'm not making theatre a priority anymore either. I had my chance, I messed it up, and if I really wanted it, I wouldn't have messed it up. I dont miss it anymore either. It's over half a year since One Acts and I dont think about it too much at all. SO I ( Read more... )

Revolution is a derivative of the word ( Read more... )

Comment and I'll give you a letter; then you have to list 10 things you love that begin with that letter. After, post this in your journal, and give out some letters of your own. Let me know if you want a letter ( Read more... )

I will not be the girl stuck at home in the 'burbs ( Read more... )

Ok so my job just got serious. This morning as I was half assedly checking boxes with the itemiser because who the hell is gonna blow up state street anyways,the bomb detecter went off in my face. It checked in under TNT. I literally saw my life flash before my very eyes. It was short and pathetic. Turns out it was jsut wine a VP ordered but still ( Read more... )

Oh and if anyone remembers my breif stint with a girl named Jignasha, I know you do SHelley, I'm talking to her after 5 years and believing i would never ever hear form her again...oh facebook, how you cease to surprise me.