Saturday, December 17, 2011

Journal of a want to be artist...

So I have often said the words, "I want to be an artist." The thing is that by writing and dancing I am, in fact, an artist. Yet I still have this longing to say I just want to be one... that I am not one yet. Perhaps in some ways I am not an artist... I can't paint then again if I wanted to paint I would just pick up a brush and do it... It might not look good or be done well but I would have painted something and there for have made art... good art? I doubt it but art yes. So for now I shall satisfy myself by writing the journal of my wanna be artist.

Tuesday, December 6, 2011

Limited

I have a very limited experience in life. I mean I'm young. There is so much of life I have yet to experience. Even with my limited knowledge of life I find joy in extremely simple things. Sitting on my bed taking a break from college homework to write this blog is a joyous thing, and not just because it distracts me from finals. I don't mind school not at... In fact you could say I'm a bit of a nerd. I enjoy homework. I like writing papers, going to class, taking tests, and gaining any and all knowledge that I can. I even enjoy being the girl who people think is dumb... It is sometimes easier to play the dumb blonde they all think I am, yet sometimes it is more entertaining to watch them flounder a bout once they realize I am not exactly what they thought I was. I get good grades. I work hard. I know what I want and how to get it. I have something to offer other then what people seen. I have been working on myself lately. I have been bad about taking care of myself and my room and the people I care about. I have to improve on this and so, because I am extremely stubborn when I set my mind to things, I have become a better person. At least that is what I hope I have become, I would be very disappointed should I have become worse despite my efforts. I am working on being my old self in a manner of speaking. I am working on being limitless in happiness. There was a time where I was nothing more the girl who always had a cheerful disposition and that over time has become my mask at hiding everything from the world. I'm working on making that not my mask but my life... to be simply happy where I am, how I am, and who I am with. I am happy! Which is a most amazing thing to feel!
To all you college students! Good Luck with Finals!
To Everyone else Cheer up!
Yours always,
Portland