Clippings 1.0

Everybody, Everybody wants to Love.

So, I'm back in full tilt with senior year, and am more busy than I've probably been in my life. I'm involved in two major shows right now, cheerleading, dance company, chorus, etc. But, whatever... it's the usual.

I just got the lead in the play! :) I'm actually extremely excited about it, because I finally will have the opportunity to just focus on ACTING for a while, which I'm finding is my new love within the trifecta-world of musical theater. That's a nice word. Trifecta. Mark, Justin, and I use it to describe our friendship. A trifecta.

Anyway, senior year is amazing. My classes are great, my activities are amazing, I'm driving to school with my permit (haha), my family is great, etc. The only thing holding me back is the sad, sad fact that I have stopped cold turkey with a daily fix of caffeine in the morning, so I have been feeling pretty groggy lately, but I'm happy that soon I won't be as addicted to Starbucks.

So I guess this is just lot's of randomness. My cat Cinnamon died. :( She was 14 years old, and was the sweetest little old lady I've ever been with. I miss her a lot, but know she's in a better place.

OH I probably completely forgot to mention this in the blog... which is odd, but my mom and I had to evacuate a couple of weeks ago because of a beastly fire that was less than half a mile from my house. Pretty scary, but (like angels) Mark's family welcomed us for the night... and with us came our "menagerie" of 15 animals. I still laugh thinking about it now.

I joined INFLUX, a blogging group at Chadwick. Check it out: http://influxatchadwick.blogspot.com/

Yep. More later when I don't have school tomorrow morning and feel like talking more specifically. Maybe another hilariously artsy post soon. :)

Parties

By the way, I had a birthday party. I'm 17 in 13 days, but I had a birthday party last weekend and it was amazing. 'Classy' themed and I wore a rose dress with classy pink heels. Classiness bled everywhere. I loved it.

I also went to Andrew's going away sleepover and woke up a hot sweaty mess after sleeping next to the love of my life, Cammy.

It was a great weekend.

There is Only Babycakes

GUESS WHAT TIME IT IS?

Time for my first semi-artsy blog where you all can pretend you know and care what I'm talking about but you actually will have no idea! Unless you're a special someone I call Babycakes of course...

Sprinklers of gold in a sea of brown

Mirrors

Flashing lights fade on this sorry town

A time we have to savor

And I'm ready to change the beat

with the drums and sweet, juicy melodies

Motivation begins now, and you better be ready for it

because we'll get to experience something sooner or later.

Horray. Artsy blog/Poem #1 complete.

That is all.

Andrew Smith

Andrew's all set up at Interlochen right now, and I couldn't be happier for him. At the same time, I feel an emptiness with him gone... which is weird because it's not like I see him ALL of the time and now I don't see him at all... but I miss him a lot and know that Interlochen is the perfect place for him. He says it would be the PERFECT place for me, but I think that Chadwick as the right choice.

It's weird to think about the possibilities there would be if I had auditioned for like... Interlochen, or NCSA or somewhere.

School starts for both of us in three days. I couldn't be more excited.

Let the Sun Shine In

I've been home from Carnegie Mellon for three weeks now... which is pretty weird. I got my evaluations and am excited to continue preparing for my auditions and applications. I'm creeping up on Senior Year now... it's almost miserably terrifying and suspiciously exciting at the same time. I've never been this excited for school to start.

A lot of things have happened in the past few days. I started senior year with a BANG of a day. Well, I mean, I haven't exactly started yet, but I helped with the freshmen orientations and it was good. The first day was like... outrageous. I woke up and went to senior orientation with no coffee in my system. Being that it was like... 9 in the morning and I hadn't been up that early since CMU make a morning without caffeine just a tad terrible. BUT, I got to see all of my friends after our long summers away and it was fantastic. Anyway, after HOURS upon hours of orientation, we finally got our pictures taken. I'm retaking mine. It was a hot mess.

After orientation, we wanted to go and see Inglorious Bastards at Regal, which we were excited for. After lots of confusion and stuff, we finally got tickets at the wrong theater (separated from the other people going) and just got lazy and decided to see it here. Then, they carded Mark and OF COURSE we weren't allowed to go because I'm still a baby sixteen-year-old. We passive-aggressively bitched about how my birthday is in a couple of weeks, but nevertheless we were forced to return our tickets.

We then went for a fabulous linner at Ruby's to cool off and chill out. It was a FANTASTIC linner. We shared sliders, gossiped, and just "soaked up eachother's awesomeness." Then, I came home and got in a weird situation that left me sad and exhausted.

This is when the wonderful girl I like to call "Xtina" (Christina) and I talked for hours ("girlfriend power hour") about how much we love our friends and how much we can't wait for senior year. We cried lots and laughed lots and finally everything was okay.

After this power hour, I got the courage to finally tell the guy I've liked on and off for a while now how I feel about everything that's happened. He reacted in the best way possible and I'm so happy that I finally got it off of my chest. It's nice to not have to hide things any more.

This first day of senior year was somewhat of a roller coaster. I believe called it "bi-polar" day. Andrew leaving that morning, no coffee, a fight with my mom, and other sadish things, and then gf power hour, amazing friends, and a good conversation with the guy I like... EVERYTHING was an extreme "happy" or "sad."

I've decided to write in a journal about my Senior Year. It's a beautiful leather-bound journal from Anthropologie and I can't wait to continue filling its pages.