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Been a while, hasn't it? I haven't really had anything to say. Well, I have stuff to say, but I have already said it. So repeating it would be redundant, wouldn't it? Oh and anything else I have to say isn't worth mentioning.

I have complained about my teachers, I have showed y'all the Universal Declaration of Human Rights and told some of my lame stories.

Wow, that sounded like a cliched movie goodbye. Don't worry, I'm not leaving or anything. Lawl.

I don't know who's reading this. But I hope that you are at least somewhat entertained by my posts. At one point, I had considered being a satirical journalist. I had enjoyed writing those for my English class this last year. The problem is, I had no encouragement or advice from my teacher. I don't know if I cut it as a sarcastic columnist. I really have no idea if I am a good writer AT ALL.

I think my problem is that I get so discouraged so quickly in some things. It would make sense. I do not have self-confidence. I don't think myself as having any particular talent. I think I'm an average student. I am an aspiring writer and artist, but so are many, many other people these days. Its like wanting to be a singer these days, you have to be something special to get noticed by the right people. It's a slim chance that any publisher will accept my work.

My counselor told me that a friend of hers sent his work to 100 publishers. 99 of them said "NO".
"But, it only takes one yes to get you work published." She told me with a wink. That comforted me a little. It only takes one yes to make it. only one.

And we are almost done with the book. We just have to finish the first draft (Which we are SO close to doing!!)) and then edit. Which will be easy because we already know what will need fixing. I really hope that the one publisher will read our book and say yes.

*Sigh*. I don't know what I'll do if I don't make it as a writer! I know I can't live off just being an artist. My work is not the kind that will be bought and sold. I don't know what I want to do!! Just thinking about a desk job makes me suffocate. I know I won't be able to do anything with science, because I'm no good at math. Seriously! And I barely know where I'm going to collage.

I do know that no matter where I go to collage, I will be spending the next fifteen years paying off the student loans.

I don't technically suffer from panic attacks, but thinking about what I'm going to do for the rest of my life scares me. Mostly because I don't know what I'm gunna do. About half the people I know, know exactly what they're going to be doing. Where they're going to collage, what career they are going to pursue and when they are getting married. They already know that they want kids