I've always wanted to find happiness. I tend to be a relatively happy person. Or at least I always had been. I'm having trouble finding my way these days. I don't know quite what it is that I'm supposed to be doing. I keep trying to figure it out. Work is rediculous. I never wanted to work for Dad, but always knew it was inevitable. It's not such a terrible job, but I think it's a lonely job. I can't be myself. I spend all day acting, and there's nothing I hate more than acting. I just want to be me and have that be okay. I am very greatful for the friends I've been aquiring. Unfortunately someone needed to remind me today of just how hard it is to find someone who will truly love you. I'm well aware of that. I truly appreciate the love that is given to me. I feel badly that I can't always reciprocate, but this goes both ways. There are relationships in which I have been cast aside. I'm having trouble letting things slide these days. I take things to heart. I don't always want to care, but I do. I try to remind myself that I can do anything I want. "I am invincible, as long as I'm alive."-John Mayer