today i met a prospie named spencer who sat in on my drama class. we chatted a bunch and i gave him my name and email and told him he could come to me with any questions or concerns about vassar or the application process (he's a junior) and i'd be happy to help. he seemed so appreciative; it was really nice. it got me thinking and i'm really ( Read more... )

blegh. i need to fucking settle already.

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i miss my mom and i miss home

and i miss them more when i think that one day i might not miss them, when home isn't really home

that scares me a lot.

why do i always do this? i will never find one with the patience my foolishness requires. never.

i guess the answer is to stop being foolish but i think that might be easier said than done.

100% hating myself right now

May 10th - Matthew's Minstrels Final Concert

It's gonna be BANGIN'

if any of you are going to be home it would be AWESOME if you could come. like SUPER AWESOME.

so i'm a boy with 4 lines... but i'm offering to do costumes so i'll have fun with it anyways and i'm probably a featured dancer so that's cool.

i'll live.

and i'm gonna beg jon to let me wear a fuzzy bikini so you all should come :)

I AM A NERVOUS BALL OF NERVOUS ENERGY, NERVOUS AS A VERY NERVOUS THING!!!!!!!!!!!!

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

yesterday i was convinced i would keep my schedule simple and manageable and came up with this:

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i was so convinced that second semester would be a turn around but the second i stepped on campus it felt like i had never left and nothing had changed. nothing will change.

i know i have nothing to complain about but somehow that's all i can seem to do.

i want to go fucking home.