The world of show business. Yes, yes. I've heard. It's a dog-eat-dog world. It's a heartbreaker's business. It's a tough road. It takes time, patience, persistence, talent, and one thing most of all; luck. I've heard it all. And still I can't help but be drawn to it like a moth to a light bulb. I know I'll be dazed for quite a while if the light shuts off, and I may even be burned. But the few...

Saturday, May 01, 201010:22 PMI'm utterly confused. I don't know what he wants, for sure anyway. I am not totally sure I care right now. It's been a week. Exactly 7 days, plus a few hours, since he has spoken to me. Which proves me correct in saying this: he doesn't care enough to text me first. Which obviously means that he cant care enough to want to talk to me. If he wanted to talk to me so...

Eyes still adjusting to the darkness, hands still adjusting to the cold, standing still here afraid to move, waiting for the rest of my life to unfold, to make itself clear, its intentions and plans, so I at least know what to expect, and in the best case scenario to know how to duck and shield myself from anything and everything that it decides throws at me.But now there’s something in my...

Monday July 13 2009So today I started the summer writing camp thing. I was really scared at first because I didn't think that there would be anybody there that I knew. But, it turns out that Megan Harmen showed up there, and I was happy because...well she isn't necessarily my best friend, but we talked and hung out at school sometimes. She's really cool and I'm glad I wasn't alone. But I'm still...

Some things that really…umm…frustrates me, pisses me off, gets under my skin, are listed below.My writing. I ALWAYS seem to second-guess myself. I love to write, believe me I do. But I’m so worried that people wont like what I have to say, or it will seem like a stupid idea, that I don’t ever write anything. One of my very close friends told me that I should just write something for...