I've realized a few things in the past few months about following your dreams.

1: It's full of rejection
2: It's harder then hell
3: It kills your voice

I always knew it would be hard but now I'm starting to think it's even worse. I'm knee deep in audition songs, cough drops and sheet music. Not to mention I have to pee every 5 minutes from drinking so much water. I tried out for Peoria players' The Wiz and didn't make it, then I missed my next chace to auditon cause I was in Flordia...I DON'T EVEN LIKE THE SUN!!!! >.< And now I'm off to go audition for Annie Get Your Gun and I'm thinking to myself "Self, how the hell are you going to go far if you keep getting let down?" But I believe in myself and I guess even if nobody else does that's all that matters. I'm just to damn stubborn to give this up yet. My family jokes around with me about moving to New York after College, they've officially decided that I'm going to live in a shity appartment, live off of store brand Captin Crunch and wash my cloths in my sink with dishsoap because I can't afford to go to the Laundry Mat. Some life! And yet living that life kind of attracts me. I mean ya it's going to suck not being able to pay rent or anyhting but some how there's hope in that shity appartment. Call me crazy but I'm starting to get the feeling that maybe I can make it. Even if I'm never that famous at least I get to do what I truly want to spend the rest of my life doing. I can't think of anything better then that. Besides, who needs laundry Mats anyways?

Maggie