success: The achievement of something desired, planned, or attempted.
I have achieved success. When I was a young teen I desired and planned to get my license. I did so on my first try which was rare at my school.(success!) When I got my license I desired and planned to graduate from highschool. I did that too. Which for me was difficult.(success!) I was however, unsuccessful at getting my regents diploma but no matter because I was successful at getting accepted into a college. (success!) I found a major for myself eventually (succes!). I created a student run activity group while I was there (success!). I graduated from college. (success!) I picked up and moved to NYC with the desire to simply survive.(success!) Not only did I survive, but I survived off working in my line of work instead of starbucks (success!). I met the boy that I plan to be with. (success!) I decided I really wanted to work for a burlesque show, and so I did. (success!). The height of working in theatre here is to be involved in a broadway show. I did that. (success!).
Now it's time. It's time for me to discover what it really is that I'll be doing with myself. It could be theatre, it could be something else. All I know is I can't freelance for the rest of my life, it will drive me crazy.
Not having a lot of work in the last few weeks has really brought my motivation down to a scary level. Though in the last couple of days, because Ive been noticing it's decline, it's gone back up a tad. Yesterday I cleaned the house from top to bottom which came out of nowhere. It feels so good. I got up this morning and realized I wasn't disgusted when I looked at the bathroom, and realized that the new shelf I built in the kitchen really is fantastic. I also realize how easy it is to maintain a clean house...but it's easiest when the boys help out. But that won't happen without nagging which is not something I feel like doing. So instead, I'll just be happy with the cleanliness I have now and deal with the fact that I live with boys. All boys. 2 boys for housemates, 2 boys for cats, and 3 boys for neighbors. Im starting to realize why I am the way I am. Or maybe Ive known all along but now Im just recognizing it.
in a fit of 2am creativity, i made a new homepage for my site. check it out!
I have achieved success. When I was a young teen I desired and planned to get my license. I did so on my first try which was rare at my school.(success!) When I got my license I desired and planned to graduate from highschool. I did that too. Which for me was difficult.(success!) I was however, unsuccessful at getting my regents diploma but no matter because I was successful at getting accepted into a college. (success!) I found a major for myself eventually (succes!). I created a student run activity group while I was there (success!). I graduated from college. (success!) I picked up and moved to NYC with the desire to simply survive.(success!) Not only did I survive, but I survived off working in my line of work instead of starbucks (success!). I met the boy that I plan to be with. (success!) I decided I really wanted to work for a burlesque show, and so I did. (success!). The height of working in theatre here is to be involved in a broadway show. I did that. (success!).
Now it's time. It's time for me to discover what it really is that I'll be doing with myself. It could be theatre, it could be something else. All I know is I can't freelance for the rest of my life, it will drive me crazy.
Not having a lot of work in the last few weeks has really brought my motivation down to a scary level. Though in the last couple of days, because Ive been noticing it's decline, it's gone back up a tad. Yesterday I cleaned the house from top to bottom which came out of nowhere. It feels so good. I got up this morning and realized I wasn't disgusted when I looked at the bathroom, and realized that the new shelf I built in the kitchen really is fantastic. I also realize how easy it is to maintain a clean house...but it's easiest when the boys help out. But that won't happen without nagging which is not something I feel like doing. So instead, I'll just be happy with the cleanliness I have now and deal with the fact that I live with boys. All boys. 2 boys for housemates, 2 boys for cats, and 3 boys for neighbors. Im starting to realize why I am the way I am. Or maybe Ive known all along but now Im just recognizing it.
in a fit of 2am creativity, i made a new homepage for my site. check it out!
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