Confessions of a Backup Dancer
I put the
finishing touches on my senior year journal today (that's the title
above)- pasting in some of Angela's post-its that she left around the
apartment and some receipts that we'd grabbed at some point to scribble
some (hilarious I'm sure) nearly illegible quotes. To bring you
up-to-date and to save myself from having to be creative, here are some
lines from the past weeks:
4/27: "Bombed the ID portion of the Meats Lab final b/c all I could hear in my mind was Napoleon Dynamite saying, 'Tina, come get some HAM.' Thus, the majority of my answers were 'ham.'...still giggling from grading Erica's 6th graders' 'messberly' papers..."
4/28: "How did we all become so institution?"
5/4: "My motivation in its entirety has been fangoriously devoured by life itself. Finally. ... '...and if you want me, you'd better speak up. i won't wait, so you'd better move fast...'*rilo kiley* ... To be quite candid, my entire life is on a waiting list...Feet aren't meant to stay in starting blocks, you know."
5/10: "Things like this always seem to happen at the end- the very last second- the wrong time. Maybe it's the timing that lets me be bold enough to go for it. Maybe it's a hard lesson in living life the way it's meant to be lived."
5/11: "Senior Walk 2005. ... Wrote our names... found a rock-paper-scissors soulmate... freezing reflection pond dip around 2AM... Bowman Field and went crazy with 2 rugby balls...slid and got grass-stained and tackled... Some things are too disappointing for words and yet still to beautiful to be sad. Leaving and growing up and moving on- craziness all."
5/13: "I spent four years prostrate to the higher mind, got my papers, and I was FREE. *indigo girls*"
And as for the receipts/ post-its, a few excerpts:
Sterling: "I don't get online any more because of my ego- it's seriously out of control."
Jasmine: "I'd give her a menacing look, but I don't know how."
Jasmine: "Why am I only wearing underwear?"
Erica: "I tried to stop her!"
Jasmine: "Im under a sign. It says gyn-obg. This is also a smoke-free facility."
Jasmine. "I'm so hungry."
Someone Else in the Car: "You're so naked.
Erica (after shotgunning in our bras): "We are every guy's dream."
Angela Post-it: "Ce qui ne te tue pas te rends fort."
If I were to add anything today, it would be that I said goodbye to Erica this morning and realized that it really is over. The next time I see her, we'll both be in Louisiana. Yep, we'll be crazy cajuns in Baton Rouge and New Orleans. So yeah, this means I'm going to vet school...woot! ( I said woot just for you, Mel, Kristy, and Angela) ..One less waiting list in my life, and now I can move on with the rest. Finally.
4/27: "Bombed the ID portion of the Meats Lab final b/c all I could hear in my mind was Napoleon Dynamite saying, 'Tina, come get some HAM.' Thus, the majority of my answers were 'ham.'...still giggling from grading Erica's 6th graders' 'messberly' papers..."
4/28: "How did we all become so institution?"
5/4: "My motivation in its entirety has been fangoriously devoured by life itself. Finally. ... '...and if you want me, you'd better speak up. i won't wait, so you'd better move fast...'*rilo kiley* ... To be quite candid, my entire life is on a waiting list...Feet aren't meant to stay in starting blocks, you know."
5/10: "Things like this always seem to happen at the end- the very last second- the wrong time. Maybe it's the timing that lets me be bold enough to go for it. Maybe it's a hard lesson in living life the way it's meant to be lived."
5/11: "Senior Walk 2005. ... Wrote our names... found a rock-paper-scissors soulmate... freezing reflection pond dip around 2AM... Bowman Field and went crazy with 2 rugby balls...slid and got grass-stained and tackled... Some things are too disappointing for words and yet still to beautiful to be sad. Leaving and growing up and moving on- craziness all."
5/13: "I spent four years prostrate to the higher mind, got my papers, and I was FREE. *indigo girls*"
And as for the receipts/ post-its, a few excerpts:
Sterling: "I don't get online any more because of my ego- it's seriously out of control."
Jasmine: "I'd give her a menacing look, but I don't know how."
Jasmine: "Why am I only wearing underwear?"
Erica: "I tried to stop her!"
Jasmine: "Im under a sign. It says gyn-obg. This is also a smoke-free facility."
Jasmine. "I'm so hungry."
Someone Else in the Car: "You're so naked.
Erica (after shotgunning in our bras): "We are every guy's dream."
Angela Post-it: "Ce qui ne te tue pas te rends fort."
If I were to add anything today, it would be that I said goodbye to Erica this morning and realized that it really is over. The next time I see her, we'll both be in Louisiana. Yep, we'll be crazy cajuns in Baton Rouge and New Orleans. So yeah, this means I'm going to vet school...woot! ( I said woot just for you, Mel, Kristy, and Angela) ..One less waiting list in my life, and now I can move on with the rest. Finally.