I have 3 options in this world.

& they are:

1. Me
2. Myself
3. I

Done.

No matter what happens or where I end up in my lifetime,

I know for a fact that singing will always be my number one. I don’t care if I’m not the best singer in the world, if my jaw movement, tongue placement, soft palate, pharynx, etc etc etc are discombobulated and all that other good shit. I know that I’ll be forever in love with the gift that God gave me called song. I wish I took myself more seriously sometimes when it comes to my voice & I can honestly say that I treasure it so much. Sure, when people speak to me they’re thrown off since my high pitched voice doesn’t necessarily match my physique or whatever. Quite frankly, I could care less. My voice is my most prized possession, and I’m sincerely glad that I have it. So thanks singing, you’ve kept me alive and your passion has burned inside of my soul since I was four years old. I love you. <3

I came to this realization while typing my Seattle Pacific University Admission statement. Lulz. Yeah, still applying to colleges. this is the last one.

I’m determined.

I’m finna do this for me, and nobody else. I need to set my goals & set my priorities straight. The top priority should be me - nobody else. Period.

I want to be photogenic.

I wish every angle was a good one for me. </3 Sadly, with my chubby face, that’s not fucking possible.

Oh life.