Wow…yesterday I ventured into the foray of recklessness and danger. I am officially a memeber of the Evil Smurf Club, AKA the SSS (Secret Smurf Society). Look out for our upcoming website. We are dedicated to causing havoc on people’s lawns and seeking revenge for wrongdoings. All legal and unharmful to people, pets or plants. I haven’t had as much fun and laughed as hard and been so exhilirated as I did yesterday. GS, MS, BS, and little SHIT. I love you all. We will always be the dark ones in blue. And remember: If you’re not with us….you’re against us.

I had the most amazing meeting today with a woman whom I think is going to change my life. My lovely friend Francesca gave this woman my name. She is starting a performing arts magazine called The Performing Artist and it covers all aspects and venues of performance including theatre, art, and music on levels from professioanl  to amateur. Not only do I get to see shows for free and review them, but also I am the editor/head writer for the theatre section and get to do spots on people and shows and maybe even go up to New York to catch the latest shows. I am responsible for also writing articles to help local performers as well as head up the section that spotlights youth in the arts, specifically high school theatre. All those years at Countryside paid off. The great part is that I get trades in the form of tickets to events for the work, and by-lines of course. I will also make assloads of contacts. In a way this is a great thing that I hope takes off well and leads to more. I just don’t want to give up going to NY and trying out my luck there. I could never let myself live it down.

I am determined to find a dance studio to teach myself some technique. I may be 22 but I can still do it. I want to do it. If nothing else but for myself.

I think sometimes people underestimate the value of friendship and what it is. There is nothing better in the world that a friend and when forces try to stop friendships from developing, it is a weakness of human behavior. But I am firm believe in “If it is menat to be, it will be.” If a friendship is meant to be, then nothing will stop it. Even if it takes ten years for the ties to be reformed and rekindled. Karma has a funny way of acting and playing things out. One just has to be patient for all of it.