Obstacle 1

So I've really been slacking off on my blog lately and I apologize for this...but I am easily distracted, no one ever comments, and most of the time I feel that I'm not even worthy of having a blog. I see other people's, the blogs of note, and I ask myself will that ever be me? I don't have to ask why can't that be me because I clearly see why. I only wish I could be half the blogger of some of these people. Every time I read their blogs, see the great photographs, I get inspired. And say to myself in an overly peppy voice "I can do that too!" (*insert thumbs up here*) But I never live up to it. (*insert frowny face here*) I say "I love photography, I can start snapping more shots and maybe it will turn into something more." I even made a dailybooth to force myself (in a good, fun, hole-hearted way) to take a picture every single day. I walk outside and say there's art all around me, so why can't I find it? I have a creative mind don't I? I've been into art ever since I could hold a pencil and if I plan on making it a career then I better step it up! I've come a long way from the girl with the tweety bird camera doing good not to cut other's heads off and focus on an actual subject instead of the ground, but now my improvements are simply mediocre in this new adult world. I attempt art all the time and I've posted some on here as you can clearly see. My friends tell me they're great...so I turn them in for art class and get a "this is nice, BUT..." grade and am immediately disappointed. I can take the criticism well and look to turn it into a positive, follow it, and hope for a better outcome next time. But I already want to be at that better stage, I know no one's perfect or even close (believe me, and I never want to be), but I just want some praise for my efforts. In this uncertain world something that I'm interested in needs to also be something that I'm decent at so it will go somewhere. Maybe a place to fall back on should everything go wrong, or perhaps even in the spot light winning acclaim. And my writing as far as that goes, will never be up to par. I think everyone has a story, and everyone should write a book if only for their own sake. But I also don't want it to be dry and suffer-able for anyone who gets their hands on it. I try to be funny and sometimes I succeed on spur of the moment thoughts, but when it comes to setting down and telling a joke, I add too many details, people get bored half-way though, and by the time the punch line rolls around the laughs fall short. I suppose it doesn't have to be funny, but my life isn't exactly a crazy reality show or lifetime drama. All I do is this, and homework...which sounds like perfect practice, but I guess you just got it if you got it and I don't. Oh well, I guess I'll just continue to listen endlessly to music and comment on everything else while my own blog falls to the shadows. I don't want to give up without a fight, I'm not giving up...I love blogging nonetheless, really! But it really does seem pointless at this stage. So with that uplifting note I'll bring this sucker...downer....crappy excuse for a waste of time (alright that's enough) to a close and draw back into seclusion like Nosferatu glides away from that window (*insert creepy imagery here*=]). Haha Alright then...do you (you being anyone) think that I could get more notice if I start referring to myself in third person, or as we like the Queen? Just a thought, not that I have those very often. Ok, ok, I'm done. Or...But...(Nope, kidding. That's it.) Later.