Life is Sublime

Das musiq to listen to whilst you read?

In high school, I became so infatuated with a drummer/skateboarder/son of a pastor.  Let’s call him “Zak.”  “Zak” and I quickly formed a friendship and there was a clear mutual attraction, but one thing stood in my way: “Zak” had a girl friend.  Ohhhh geeeezzz.  We’ll call her “Obstacle-That-Got-In-My-Way-Even-Though-I-Swear-I-Was-Prettier” (these name changes are necessary to protect the innocent). “Obstacle-That-Got-In-My-Way-Even-Though-I-Swear-I-Was-Prettier” and “Zak” had been together for so long, and their relationship was, of course, successful since it was long distance and they didn’t actually have to deal with each other.

However, because I saw no end in sight for them, I eventually gave up my dream of riding off into the sunset with “Zak” … on skateboards … listening to Sublime.  And because my future predicting is so accurate, of course, this was the right decision.

False.

After a few months, I had moved on and was dating “Zak’s” best friend, “Second Best,” (again, some names have been changed to protect the innocent).  “Second Best” was a better skateboarder, and after a few awesome months of an exciting new relationship, “Zak” and “Obstacle-That-Got-In-My-Way-Even-Though-I-Swear-I-Was-Prettier” …. broke up.

Hooray! Zak is single! Hoora-

Oh wait.

I’m with “Second Best.”

And that was the day I scribbled in my journal in big letters that took up the whole page:

YOU CAN HAVE ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING YOU WANT. NEVER SETTLE.

What does this have to do with my acting journey or 2011?:

I’ve stuck to my guns and I’ve stuck to this belief, and in 2011, I’ve come to grasp this and own it more than ever.  Some people tell me my expectations are too high, but I refuse to lower them.  In anything, whether it be love or my career, I remember that the sky is the limit (this is what my Dad’s been telling me all along after all).

There are, of course, harsher realities I’ll probably have to face and in Psychology magazine today, I read an article about disillusionment that got me down for a hot second, but all I know is … There are people on Broadway.  Those are their jobs.  Someone has to do it.  Why not me?

In 2012, if the world doesn’t end, I want to shoot for the moon, and remember… this train is bound for glory….

Onwards and Upwards,