Yeah, not to sound too much like a Back street boy... But that is how I truly feel.
Incomplete.

Let me tell you why.
I have a high school education. One that takes you nowhere. Right now I wish I was younger and had another chance at high school. I would choose one with photography and web design.
But no. I don't have any higher education. Incomplete.

I speak Spanish... But not fluently. I studied it for 2 years in school, more or less... Can honestly say I just learned the very basics.
It was my 2 months in Venezuela that really helped my Spanish. I got so much better!
Oh, and I can't forget Livemocha.com. Love that website! Easy way to learn a new language. Or brush up on an old one. Like me. Yet! I'm not fluent. Incomplete.

I'm an artist. I like painting, drawing and, of course glass blowing. Sure I can call myself an artist... but it doesn't mean anything. I don't really think I paint or draw all that good, and I just know the very basics in glass blowing.
That's all. incomplete.

I love photography. Another artistic gene... And yes, I do have some pictures that I absolutely love. I find them amazing. But that's all. They're just pictures of mine... They're not where I'd like them to be. Out there. Visable. And I can't edit them properly, cause that's something I've never learned to do. I just know a little, by paintNet.
I sure wish I knew everything about Photoshop though. But I don't. Incomplete.

I have dreams. Dreams of what I want to do and whom I want to be... Big dreams, small dreams. Just dreams.
They follow me around... Yet I'm still stuck here. This place where I live now. Doing the same thing I did, almost two years ago. Which I'm not even that fond of. I'm not happy. Incomplete.

That's something personal for ya.