Crushed.... not that anyone cares.
Well.....
I figured out what I want to do for the rest of my life. Now normally finally "getting it" is a happy occasion. And once you realize it you skip merrily off to complete the steps twords doing just that. That would be the normal way things work. But who ever said I was normal right?
No, MY "getting it", went from excitement, to large boughts of depression. Why you ask? because getting what I want to happen.. is almost near impossible.
I would need investors up the wazoo to get this done... And what bussinessman in his right mind would finance, short, fat, dumpy, me. With no college degree, and not even enough intelligence to express her ideas coherently.
*slumps* Why did I even bother.