What's a girl to do?

From the day of my first visit to the movie theater, I have wanted to be an actress. I had dreams of one day being in front of a camera. I could play the struggling artist, the damsel in distress, maybe the goregous heroine who saves the day. But lately these dreams have become a memory of a distant childhood. A wish that will never come true. These days you have to think realistically, and a job where you are paid millions to portray someone else isn't all that real. As a freshman, I was able to see myself in a school of the arts, and preparing for a career as a leading lady. It now seems to be that I have two years in Delta and a couple more years in a four year to look forward to. Keeping me further from what I have been dreaming of. I have been wanting to act for as long as I can remember, and everyday it seems less and less likely that it will happen. I may need a miracle to get me started in show business.

Never EVER again will I ever use my iPod to blog!!! This is my third attempt to post a single blog! I just wrote an entire blog about the incredibly stupid things that my sister says and the site just signed me out when I tried to preview the post! ARRRRRRG! Never EVER again!!!

I truly and honestly believe that prom and other formal events were invented to torture women! We spend so much time and money to try and look beautiful for a few hours and then the next day life just goes on like nothing happend. Along with that, formal occasions do nothing but rip a girls self esteem to shreds! I don't know about anyone else but when I went to formal, I was self conscious to the point of nearly having an anxiety attack. I felt like, compared to other girls, I was nothing. Compared to the others, I didn't feel pretty. Whatsoever. I did nothing but pick myself apart the entire night! It's like every single flaw that I have was covered in bright neon yellow paint, just screaming at everyone. I think that this is the reason why I have never gone to formal before. I beat myself up and tear myself to pieces.

Ummm...

Recently I have put up postings of some of my favorite lyrics on my blog. I didn't mean to break any copyright laws or anything like that. I just admire these artists' works. The songs were by Florence + The Machine and Mumford & Sons. I don't want to be sued or something. So Yeah... As you can tell, I really don't know what to say. Sorry about this...

Sparks

To be perfectly honest,

I do feel 

Like a plastic bag

Drifting through the wind.

But my thing is

I don't want to be

The firework.

Beautiful for just seconds

I want to be the spark

That causes the fire. 

I want to be the catalyst

That starts the 

Chain reaction.