There's so much here.

I think it's time to start a new journal. Maybe a pageant journal? Maybe not. 

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I question my motives constantly. Why am I doing this? What the hell am I thinking? There has got to be a better way. Is there something better that I could be doing, like moving far, far, away? I would rather move far, far away to be honest ( Read more... )

I was driving in a yellow Jeep with my dad. He was wearing this blue patterned shirt, beige nylon cargo shorts, and leather sandals that I had gotten rid of after her died. I can't remember if we were having a conversation but I remember we got to a point where we were over the dunes from this warehouse looking bar/restaurant. He wanted me to stop ( Read more... )

andthemoon pointed out to me the other day that I needed to update this. And I had. Until some how the really great entry I wrote  got eaten.

Suffice it to say I have garden gnomes to buy.

So I went with Not Farm House ( Read more... )

One House: A farmhouse built in 1797 near a creek and the Other House: a flipped, updated oddly laid out home in a neighborhood suited for trick or treaters and cheesy Christmas decorations. Both have immense merits both have their WTFs? No matter which you pick both are more house than what we need but I think I'm finally tired of living out of ( Read more... )

Trust and believe friends, the wrong person put the gun in their mouth over here

You know what is an absolute treasure? Sleep. Glorious sleep. And you never realize just how much you need it under it suddenly up and *poof* disappears. That's pretty much where I'm at these days. You really can't go very long without sleep. I was at 72 hours and my brain turned into jello and about leaked out my ears. I practically forced myself ( Read more... )

Congratulations baby girl, on being signed to your first modeling/acting contract with a major local agency. There are great things in store for you, you were meant for great things. This is but one step on that journey to greatness.