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i adore driving to orlando. if all goes according to planned, i will be living there this time next year. i wish it could be sooner.
alas, i don't have much to say. i would create some an excuse. something like, my life is much more interesting when it is hectic. not the case. my life is still hectic. more organized hectic perhaps.
i know i said this last year, but i do believe that i have written the college admissions essay to end all admissions essays. it truly has beaten last years. by far. i keep putting off the typing of it though. i have set a deadline for myself. the application will be complete by sunday night so that i can visit ye ol'atlantic high school on tuesday to have the paperwork sent out. i'm going to win.
my life is currently focusing on traing and preparation for my musical theatre "career". dance is intense, but i love it. love love love. my new ballet teacher is so crazy, but i love her too. i love mr john. that goes without saying. i love love love my voice teacher/coach. she is really young, right out of college and it feels like were best girlfriends. she says i have amazing promise as a singer, and i like that. it feels like everything is finally coming together. i finally feel fulfillment encroaching. i love everything, and i love how i'm completely focused on this oddball little dream of mine.
i built a flat today. by myself. making use of potentially lethal power tools as well. if you know me, then you should be proud of me. i still have all of my body parts as well, thanks for asking.
also, i sanded half a dozen wooded boxes with a power sander. i still have flesh as well, thanks for asking.
"hair" has officially become one of my favorite musicals.
let's see, what else. what else do i need to pass on to the uncaring livejournal community.
i wish that i liked this rick fellow more than i do. i try to force myself to fall for him. he's okay and everything. we've been out quite a few times already. he's pretty good at making fun of people. he looks like a newscaster. we saw a walking torso on the beach, and we were both mutually terrified. it was okay though, because we made up an elaborate plan to battle it. it turned out to be a whole homeless man. it was dark and we laughed, but then realized that a homeless man was probably more dangerous than a walking torso. why am i telling this wholly ridiculous story? geez.
the point is, i like him and everything. i'm just worried that the only reason i like him is because he likes me much more than i like him. i hope that makes sense. i have no capacity for intellectual meanderings at the current time. i've just never really met a guy that i didn't have to cajole into liking me back. i feel like i'm settling just because he's there. it's a sad situation. so this is what it feels like to be with someone knowing that you'd drop them in a heartbeat if something better comes along.
wow. in the span of time that i've wasted typing all this boulderdash that no one really has to know or care about, i could have successfully typed my gorgeous admissions essay.
i think that i could, however, warm up to a relationship in which our scheduals only allow us to see eachother two, or three at best, days a week. you get your space i guess, but c'mon. honestly.
i'm still single. (puh, no joke, when am i not single)
i have to see the stupid odd couple tommorow night. it's part of my grade in acting. i don't want to. i'm so sick of looking at that set.
tomorrow i shall venture to orlando to visit sir ponderosa and to rove about. excitement!
alas, i don't have much to say. i would create some an excuse. something like, my life is much more interesting when it is hectic. not the case. my life is still hectic. more organized hectic perhaps.
i know i said this last year, but i do believe that i have written the college admissions essay to end all admissions essays. it truly has beaten last years. by far. i keep putting off the typing of it though. i have set a deadline for myself. the application will be complete by sunday night so that i can visit ye ol'atlantic high school on tuesday to have the paperwork sent out. i'm going to win.
my life is currently focusing on traing and preparation for my musical theatre "career". dance is intense, but i love it. love love love. my new ballet teacher is so crazy, but i love her too. i love mr john. that goes without saying. i love love love my voice teacher/coach. she is really young, right out of college and it feels like were best girlfriends. she says i have amazing promise as a singer, and i like that. it feels like everything is finally coming together. i finally feel fulfillment encroaching. i love everything, and i love how i'm completely focused on this oddball little dream of mine.
i built a flat today. by myself. making use of potentially lethal power tools as well. if you know me, then you should be proud of me. i still have all of my body parts as well, thanks for asking.
also, i sanded half a dozen wooded boxes with a power sander. i still have flesh as well, thanks for asking.
"hair" has officially become one of my favorite musicals.
let's see, what else. what else do i need to pass on to the uncaring livejournal community.
i wish that i liked this rick fellow more than i do. i try to force myself to fall for him. he's okay and everything. we've been out quite a few times already. he's pretty good at making fun of people. he looks like a newscaster. we saw a walking torso on the beach, and we were both mutually terrified. it was okay though, because we made up an elaborate plan to battle it. it turned out to be a whole homeless man. it was dark and we laughed, but then realized that a homeless man was probably more dangerous than a walking torso. why am i telling this wholly ridiculous story? geez.
the point is, i like him and everything. i'm just worried that the only reason i like him is because he likes me much more than i like him. i hope that makes sense. i have no capacity for intellectual meanderings at the current time. i've just never really met a guy that i didn't have to cajole into liking me back. i feel like i'm settling just because he's there. it's a sad situation. so this is what it feels like to be with someone knowing that you'd drop them in a heartbeat if something better comes along.
wow. in the span of time that i've wasted typing all this boulderdash that no one really has to know or care about, i could have successfully typed my gorgeous admissions essay.
i think that i could, however, warm up to a relationship in which our scheduals only allow us to see eachother two, or three at best, days a week. you get your space i guess, but c'mon. honestly.
i'm still single. (puh, no joke, when am i not single)
i have to see the stupid odd couple tommorow night. it's part of my grade in acting. i don't want to. i'm so sick of looking at that set.
tomorrow i shall venture to orlando to visit sir ponderosa and to rove about. excitement!