I want to give up.

There's something I never thought I'd say.

Something tells me to cancel my blog. No one seems to care, I can't get Julie to read it, I'm running out of ideas for Just Like Julia Child, and I'm already unhappy with stuff right now. And to think things were looking up.

The pros of canceling my blog is that I impress other people by giving up and can decide a new field to look for jobs in and become educated for.

The cons of canceling my blog is that if cancelled, Julie may decide to read it but there's nothing to read.

I'm leaving my account up because just incase I cancel it, and Julie does want to read it, then everything I wrote is gone. So I won't cancel it. After all, I would've even have started this blog if it weren't for her. She said she didn't know what a blog was and neither did I. And we both started one. Julie is an important part of my life even though I can never meet her, but I really want her to see what I wrote for her.

I always have trouble of thinking of ways to promote this and getting Julie to see it and just feel that nobody cares on how much Julie's book touched me.

I might have to be remembered as the unhappy and unemployed 21-year-old who still lives with his parents and goes to community college while his brother already has the life he wants and I have nothing. At least I have a name.

If I have to, I'll try even harder. I'll keep figuring out ways to get Julie Powell to see this. It won't be easy, then again, nothing ever is.