I’m going somewhere.

Normally, people just say that. Its just words. They say it, but they don’t do anything to make it happen.

I’m different. Bet.

I’m getting out of here. I’m going to make something of myself. I’m going to make my parents proud. I’m going to do something I’m good at. I’m going to be the person I’m supposed to be. I’m going to be somebody.

I’m going to get my doctorates. I’m going to be a talent agent (or just the entertainment business in general). I’m going to be a nice rich bitch. I’m going to take care of my parents the way they took care of me. I’m going to find someone that I can love whole-heartedly that’ll love me back just the same, maybe tenfold. I’m going to live MY LIFE the way I want to live it, not the way other’s want me to or think I should.

And when all this happens, its not going to go to my head. I know where I come from; I’ll never forget. My home is, forever and always, Texas. I’ll always remember my friends. I’ll forever be with my family. I might ‘change’, but everybody does. Its a part of life. Its not changing, its growing up. Its using my knowledge to the best of my abilities. Its using my skills the best, and most effective, way I can.

At times, it may seem like I don’t care. And maybe, at that point in time, I don’t. But its not that I ‘don’t care’ its that I have things going on in MY LIFE that I have to deal with first. And I won’t lie, I have my moments when I just don’t want to be around people. Be it my best friend, my friends, my family, ANYONE. We all have those, don’t we? Just because I’m like that at some point in my life does not mean I’ll always be like that. 

I’m going to move to either New York or Los Angeles. I’m going to go to grad school in either of those places. I’m going to make a name for myself in the (entertainment) business world. And I know that I’m going to have to work my ass off to get where I need to be, but I won’t stop until I get there.  

Don’t believe me? Believe what you want. Don’t think I’ll make it? Think what you will. Don’t think I have what it takes? Well who the hell are you to tell me if I have it or not.

Tell me I can’t; I’ll show you - prove to you - that I sure as hell CAN and WILL.

I’m going places. I’m going to be somebody. This is my dream, and it will come true.

I promise you.

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