The Wonderful Fantastical Trip to LA and the Life it Could Be...
I made it to L.A. safe and sound.
My auditions are tomorrow.
I'll tell you how it goes.
There is something un-real about this place. I don't know what it is. A face. A sound. Something doesn't fit like it should here. Maybe its me. I might not be the one that fits here. The campus is beautiful. Classic style with a modern flair. I wonder where I would be. The thought of not going away next year is one I don't really want to entertain. It's there though. Have I changed? I know I have but not in the way I feel. I'm distant. Last night as I lay on the couch I saw a fog in the room. Before I left I saw a falcon at DVC on the fence of the field as I walked home. Fog and a Falcon. I don't want to write anymore. Myspace was never good to me so I'm going to cancel my page. I'm probably going to keep this up for a little longer but I'm sure in the end I shall leave it as well. I'm no good at this writing for myself publicly. No privately for that matter. I'm tired. I'm going to go away.
Jared
My auditions are tomorrow.
I'll tell you how it goes.
There is something un-real about this place. I don't know what it is. A face. A sound. Something doesn't fit like it should here. Maybe its me. I might not be the one that fits here. The campus is beautiful. Classic style with a modern flair. I wonder where I would be. The thought of not going away next year is one I don't really want to entertain. It's there though. Have I changed? I know I have but not in the way I feel. I'm distant. Last night as I lay on the couch I saw a fog in the room. Before I left I saw a falcon at DVC on the fence of the field as I walked home. Fog and a Falcon. I don't want to write anymore. Myspace was never good to me so I'm going to cancel my page. I'm probably going to keep this up for a little longer but I'm sure in the end I shall leave it as well. I'm no good at this writing for myself publicly. No privately for that matter. I'm tired. I'm going to go away.
Jared