Because it is 3:00 in the morning and I’ve convinced myself I’m feeling witty tonight, I’ve decided to write a blog. I’ve never actually blogged about anything before, but it seems to be all the rage so I figured I may as well try it out. Hello world! Or more appropriately, people of the world, or maybe an even better word choice, the chosen few who are curious/bored enough to read this. I am an aspiring actress. Yes, one of the seven billion aspiring artists out there who are convinced that they can follow their dreams and become wildly famous and rich and more enlightened every moment. I am one out of seven billion people, who are inspired by reading strange posters and magazines and books, or sitting by myself in a crowded bar, or watching a plastic bag dance for me. However, I am not one of those something-billion who try to be something much more than an artist. I am not trying to be a prophet or a preacher or even an individual. I realize that I am much like every other part-time waitress wannabe Performer. Here is where people normally say, “I’m different because…” but I’m not going to; I probably have no redeeming quality that sets me apart from people who get caught up in the whirlwind of life. It’s incredibly possible that I end up succeeding in whatever temporary job I set up for myself along the way, get married and pregnant and lead a normal, happy life (And that’s if I’m lucky). But I hope that’s not me. I hope for myself only one thing: To always be trying to achieve something meaningful. If one day I find myself fighting for a management position because it pays more, it better be because I’m struggling with money; and I hope to God I’m putting some of that money towards a bigger objective.
