.:] Confession [:.

Say... I don't think I've actually had one of these in a long time...

Forgive me all, cause in case you didn't know, I've slacked, I've dropped the ball, I've failed, and I've disappointed. I start projects and don't finish them. I talk big and don't follow through. I make promises and I break them. I start with a bang and end in a whimper.

Well, this is to let y'all know I'm tired of doing that. Oh, and I'm tired of being scared of making promises and commitments simply because I have this fear of failure. I'm starting to remember what it was in Champaign that got me to experience the best moments in my life. I took risks. I was fearless. All because I didn't take them too seriously. Getting into the improv group was simply b/c I wanted to play some theatre games. Auditioning for theatre was simply b/c my friends were doing it. Directing was simply b/c I really liked this drama and for years the dept. only did comedy, why not toss this one in the mix? I was going to hand it off to someone else once the bid got in. But I followed through and I did it. Auditioning and joining Selling Spice was finding a funny goofy flyer looking for a singer. Hell, why not?, I'd thought. And that just opened doors to all kinds of opportunities.

The fact of the matter is that though it all seemed like a fluke at the start, a kinda whim, I DID follow through. Though there were starts and stops in the process, I motored through. Though many of the projects ended sadly, I had no regrets or bad feelings about a moment. (ok I could have timed some of the entrances and exits better for the student play.)

And now I start on another big project - that I started out on a whim. I'm taking another risk. But I'm fearless. Where I thought I did this to help out MK, I'm finding she's helping me, too. All my friends will help me. Woodwork is helping me out from Iowa. My mother and her friends are helping out. This time I know it wasn't just a fluke, I'm going to finish this. Just thought y'all should know.