I Think I've Made My Point.

So, a bunch of things are about to happen that's going to make life a lot worse. But the worst of the worst is: School. Yup, that one word strikes fear in five-year-olds and fifteen-year-olds alike. It makes us break out into sweat, our breathing to quicken and our hearts beat faster. Then, it drives into insanity so much that we fall over the edge of the cliff and scream like this:
AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I think I've made my point.

So, anyways. Lots of stuff going on in my life right now. Lots of soul-searching, if you know what I mean. Of course, there's always daydreaming. Listening to lots of Avril Lavigne for inspiration and staring at Daniel Radcliffe pictures, of course. I seriously can't believe it was two months ago when I was screaming, "THANK YOU GOD!!!!!!!! SCHOOL IS OVER!!!!!" Hehe. So, we're going into tenth grade. Another step closer to university. Another step towards graduation. I can't wait till I go to university. I'll be free from my parents!!

I just had a sudden realization: I need money. Lots of money. For that, I need a job. If only school wasn't starting. If only I didn't have a million after-school things to do. If only life was a just a little bit easier. Whatever. I'm getting a job and I'm getting money. Which I desperately need. For something...special. It's really stupid, but I need money for it. Okay, fine. You know what? I need to let it out. I can't hide it forever. Sooner or later, everyone's going to find out. I told James, but he doesn't really care...so...he doesn't count.

Well...I feel really stupid and ashamed and embarrassed and humiliated and mortified for saying this. But, I need the money for...a headshot. No, not that kind of headshot, you dolt! An actor's headshot. You know those pictures with people's faces on them and they give them to their agents and stuff. Yup, I've finally decided to stop procrastinating and actually get into acting. Serious acting. Plays, tv shows, movies, commercials, hell, I'll do it. Yah, so to do that, I need an agent. To get an agent, I need a headshot. And I need money for a headshot. So...yah...that's pretty much it, really. I have some money, but I'll need a lot more than that for a photographer. Well, maybe I should do my own headshots. But professional headshots are lot more...well, professional. But, I guess if I do my own headshots, I can get a set of prints and re-copy them at Kinkos or something. Well, I'll still need money for that. Sigh. Well...if I do get enough money for a photographer, I'll have to wait until next year to actually get my headshots done. Meanwhile, I have drama class to go to.

Try to tell me what I shouldn't do. You should know by now, I won't listen to you. Walk around with my hands up in the air. Cause I don't care. I'm alright, I'm fine. Just freak out, let it go. I'm gonna live my life. I can't ever run and hide. I won't compromise. Cause I'll never know. I'm gonna close my eyes. I can't, watch the time go by. I won't keep it inside. Freak out, let it go. Just freak out, let it go. You don't always have to do everything right. Stand up for yourself and put up a fight. You don't care. Just freak out, let it go. I'm gonna live my life. I'm not going to run and hide. I can't close my eyes. I won't keep it inside. On my own...Let it go. Just let me live my life. I can't ever run and hide. I won't compromise cause I'll never know. Watch the time go by. I won't keep it inside. Freak out, let it go. I'm gonna freak out, let it go. - "Freak Out"