I wrote this March 18, 2006 when I was 17

I WANT TO BE A FASHION PHOTOGRAPHER…
thats what i’m working towards…
and i’m nervous/anxious/excited..
its RISKY business…and i’ll be expecting to live the “starving artist” life for awhile…
and i’m ok with that…
i’ve found what i love…what takes my breath away…and what i can do for hours and never 
notice the minutes ticking by.
its worth it

Today January 30, 2011- 22 years old. Still working the dream… still chasin it. Never give up. 

All the other journal entries during that time are just obnoxious. I don’t know what my problem was.