SOCIAL MEDIA. 🔌💻📱

I suck at social media. I can never bring myself to keep everyone updated in my life. If I’m on Snapchat I will most likely be posting a silly pic or goofing off. The only time I ever post anything is to rant or express my disdain for something that may have happened earlier that day or the previous week. I’m not really one to “air out my dirty laundry” on social media often but sometimes writing about it feels better as if I’m slowly releasing my problems. Instagram is a little easier because I can post a simple picture of me looking cute. I probably had to take like 100 pictures and pick the best one out those to post, but hey the end result looks promising.

I feel like writing is the only time that I can be real or raw. I can be myself. I can show my readers who I am and what I am about. I am a perfectionist. I will sit and record the same video over and over again until I feel it is right then I will post it and play it again. Many of these videos will probably still get deleted after a couple of hours after posting because I still felt that the quality could have been better. In these videos I was probably singing or attempting to play an instrument or both and it just didn’t work for me in the end. I love writing music and I hate that I’ve stopped and my computer broke so I can’t record anything new right now and I didn’t have internet for months so I wasn’t able to talk to my fans or broadcast however, I think that this all presents a new opportunity. I stopped writing blogs for a long time and now there is room for me to chase another love of mine.

In life there is always a loophole. I seem to always find one. There is always another way, always another opportunity, you just have to be willing to look. That may be what sets me apart from others; despite what happens I find a little bit of faith and little bit of strength. I never tire of giving my best when it comes to my work. I feel that the entertainment industry isn’t for the faint of heart and that there will be a lot of tiring nights but I somehow feel that I will still love every minute of it. The super early morning and late nights. The strict schedule, the crazy and the fun times, and even on the hard days when I won’t get any sleep or thing don’t go as planned. Those are the days that I live for because I will be shaping and mastering my craft. I will be building something and expanding it into something greater.

My body may grow weak and tired but my mine will remain strong in the purposeful desire to grow and to learn; to accept my past, my failure, my trials, and to still walk into my destiny unafraid. I hold fast to these desires and that is what pushes me forward. I am still figuring out how to get there but I am learning. I have known what I wanted to do since I was a little girl and despite being told to be realistic and that I wouldn’t make it, I know in my heart that I will. Somehow, some way, I will.

Don’t be afraid to chase your dreams.

Xo,

Nina.