Dreams and Passions.

So here's the thing.

I am planning on become an interpretor. I plan on using that degree to work in the Deaf schools. The Deaf community and kids are some of my passions, and I am so excited to be able to combine them and do something that I will hopefully love.

But I'd be lying if I said that it was my only dream. You see, I love to sing and act. I've been told I'm pretty good at both. I would LOVE to one day be on the Broadway stage. I even have a list of parts that, if I played them, I could die a happy woman. But you see, I'm not one of those people who say that that's what they are going to do with their lives. I'm not one of those people who move down to LA or to New York, live in crappy apartments, and work a crappy job, just hoping and praying for that one break. I can't.

You may ask why?

Because I don't take risks. I don't. The odds of me getting on to Broadway, or to get a singing career are so slim, I can't make the choice to try and make it. I'd rather do something that I know I can make a living off of. I can't go to UCLA or whereever and get a degree in musical theatre. Where would that get me? Waitressing? Making coffee? I want more out of my life than that.
I don't want to be living my life for someday. I've done that for so long, and I still am. I'd rather do something that I still have a passion for, but that I know I'll be able to pay rent.

And if that makes me boring, whatever. BUT, just because I'm not willing to get a degree in it, doesn't mean that I'm not passionate about it.

AND, I am planning on trying out for those shows like American Idol and The Voice. But probably after I get my degree. And who knows? Maybe after I finish school, I'll move to New York, and give Broadway a shot.

Dreams can wait.