It’s still not enough. No matter what I do, no matter how I strive, its never enough for them. What more can I do for you. I'm nice to you, I make an effort to be nice to you. I'm not snide, I'm not rude, I smile, and its cracking my face! More auditions tomorrow, Candise won’t be there. Maybe that would be better. I think I got the short straw in this deal. It seems that the majority of work that needs to be done is passed down to her. I was supposed to create, and she organizes. Its like she’s doing both and I'm kinda, doing nothing. Oh well, its all I'm worth anyways. I'm wearing thin again. Emotions, moods and masks are all getting thin. Not so much the masks. Its not so hard to put them on, except my happy mask. That one will take some time to get used to. But that’s okay, I have all year to practice. Good news. I lost weight, then I gained it, now I lost it again. I am so happy. I am closer to my goal. The friend I had been searching for, I found. I don’t feel bad for finding her. Isn't that bad? Doesn’t that mean there is something wrong with me? Shouldn’t that mean I am not right? But that’s okay. Its always okay, cause who cares if its not. I've lost my focus. That’s typical. That’s alright.