no one’s gonna love you if you can’t do the rumba.

HELLO! been a long time, dear reader. hope you didn’t forget about me. i didn’t forget about you. i never could. i’ve just been terribly busy with the end of junior year, but now IT’S OVER. thank you god/jesus/allah/cory monteith (because i basically worship him like a god, okay?). summer is here, and i couldn’t be more excited. here’s to more blogging. 

i. it’s been about two months since i posted something, and oddly enough, the last time i posted, it was the night before i took the act for the second time. guess who is taking it for the third time tomorrow? me. that’s right. funny how life works like that. 

majorly nervous for tomorrow, but i can totally do this. i can TOTALLY do this. I CAN TOTALLY DO THIS. my mom told me today that when i say something, it usually becomes a little self-fulfilling prophecy, and i’ve been thinking positively for months. i got this. 

it’s all about positive thoughts. i got this. 

ii. i’m going to be a senior. i’m sorry, but wasn’t freshman year, like, five seconds ago?! i haven’t wrapped my head around all of this yet, but i ordered my senior shirt the other day that states “we’re the c14ss they warned you about”, which i think is very funny. i’ll let you know when it hits me. 

iii. GOODBYE PRECAL, YOU DEVIL MATH YOU. 

iv. this summer, i think i have three goals: read a lot, be productive, be more organized. so, if anyone has any summer reading recs, i’d love to hear them. i really want to broaden my reading horizons, so i think i’ll read somethings that i wouldn’t normally pick up. i hope i’ll do some little reviews and recommendations. we’ll see. 

v. everyone. prepare yourselves. the best day of the year is fast approaching. sunday is….

THE TONY’S.

this is like my christmas, i swear to god. i am honestly so excited. the performances, the dresses, the tears during acceptance speeches. i love every second. i want to find/do one of those little score card things where you make predictions on winners and such. must find one tomorrow. hopefully i can find one and post it here. wouldn’t that be fun? 

i think so too. 

vi. due to the persuasion/peer pressure of a few of my friends, i think i’m going to start game of thrones. i’m scared. eeeeee. i’ll let you know how that goes. 

vii. must download the hands on a hardbody, kinky boots, and pippin soundtracks. must. 

(told you i love broadway.) 

viii. okay, so. let’s talk about dreams for a second. 

mine is that i want to be a journalist. i want to work for the new york times. little story time: when i went to new york over spring break, on the cab to the hotel from the airport, i saw the new york times building for the first time ever. i swear to whatever holy, higher power you believe, my whole entire being just lit up. i was definitely maybe crying–whenever i see/am in/leave new york, i cry; it just happens–at that point, and seeing that building just made me want it.  

i’m not someone who expects things to fall in my lap, so. i’m working for it. in fact, in a little more than two weeks, i’m going to brown university for a journalism summer program. this makes me a happy girl. three weeks in rhode island doing what i want to be doing. yes yes yes. i am very very excited/nervous/pleased. 

i’m coming for you, dream. prepare yourself. 

ix. recently, one of my best best best friends on the entire planet got a twitter. this is very exciting because she, sadly, lives about 3ish hours away. both she and i are very busy people and don’t talk as much as we should. but thanks to her twitter-getting, we’re able to talk more. in fact, we’re making plans to see each other at some point this summer. 

i’ve known her since the first day of forth grade, and she was one of those people who i just instantly clicked with. it’s so easy and effortless to talk to her (when one of us makes the effort). i truly miss her so much, and the fact that we are, for lack of a better word, reconnecting again makes me smile so much and warms my heart. 

x. have a nice weekend. 

🙂 

ps. xi. the title is from a song on the matilda the musical soundtrack, loud. it has absolutely no context in this post, as i’m sure you know, but it makes me happy and giggle and i like it. so. my title it is. 

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