Jul 30, 2004 14:40
Have you ever stared out the window long enough that the world outside doesn't even seem real? Sometimes I wonder why I am even here. Everybody thought I was crazy just picking up and moving to LA. So here I am in my house on a hill with no directors calling and no movie opportunites to speak of. Maybe I was wrong...Maybe I can't do this...Acting and singing is just too much. Maybe I don't have what it takes to to make it in this town. I still feel like an outsider. I'm playing the Hollywood game but I don't know if i'm winning. Sometimes it feels so hopeless. I keep smiling and act strong and confident, when I am actually just as scared and lost like any other 20 year old. Do people see through me or do they take the time to know who I am inside?
I think I have made some friends that I can rely on...Some people I can really talk to. Who see me for the loving and caring person that I really am. Not just the pretty face that the rest of the world sees. I don't know...maybe.
They can find me on the roof later...I have a lot of thinking to do.