| Two years later... I was looking back on the xanga, just for fun, and realized I kind of miss it. MySpace, which I once fell in love with, is lame. It's only a porno friend site. Facebook, however, I am still in love with. But nothing replaces the blogging power of xanga. My favorite is that you can change your song everytime you post. So...two years later...in the life of Jamie. I've grown a little weaker, a little more bitter, had a lot more fun. Failed a few more things, but succeeded in a lot more. I've traveled more, tried new things, gotten out of my shell. I've performed in New York, Minneapolis, and Wichita. I've been cast a few more times, and found lighting design to be something fun. I've changed my major again, and given up on people. I've grown to love doing a lot more than studying. I haven't written in years. I haven't played in months. I can't find motivation to do the things I have to do, only the things I want to do. I've discovered my love for NPH and Dr. Horrible's Sing Along Blog. I've held five jobs this year alone. That's a lot of W-2's. And I'm still broke as a bloke. I can't stop listening to music. All I want to do is dance. Sing. Play. The more I realize theater is hard to do and it's probably not something I can survive doing, the more I realize that I am already in debt, and still living, and I can't get away from it. Theater is the only place I want to be. I can't see myself anywhere else. I can't be happy anywhere else. Something has got to motivate me to be better. Just don't know what it is yet. |
