My therapist could very well be the most brilliant man alive. He can say the most upturning, inspirational things, and then wave you right out of his office the moment the appointment ends with an abrupt, "So I'll see you next week," no matter where we are in the conversation. It's so incredibly easy for me to lose somewhere in the back of my mind ( Read more... )

I'm doing what I haven't done in an extremely long time in the hopes of being a much better student--ditching class. Last night after I arrived home from shopping after my dance class after my rehearsal after school at 10 PM I simply ate some macaroni and cheese and crashed ( Read more... )

My mom finally relented to allowing me to go to Interlochen on the condition that I clean my rooms, which I am currently procrastinating doing, especially since I just located some year-old sandwiches in containers in my closet. I don't even remember putting them there. It seems like an awfully odd thing for me to do. I'm afraid I'll puke if I look ( Read more... )

I think I've finally begun to realize just how much of a pessimist I am. Since I can remember, I've always expected the worst and seen the bad in almost every situation. Now that everything is peachy, I can't shake the maddening feeling that something will inevitably go wrong. This is the worst feeling of all ( Read more... )

Why is life the hardest and most depressing (at least it seems like it) when you have the most opportunities open to you. I'm referrring, sadly, to summer camps ( Read more... )

Aaaand with a flourish school is back in session, which includes as a side effect hours of rehearsal after school. The stress is about to hit like a proverbial piano falling from the sky, bringing with it ACTs, AP Tests, wound up teachers with too much to teach in too little time, and the necessary swamp of homework during hell week. On top of all ( Read more... )

Spring break is upon us. And, as per usual, I have no plans whatsoever. This either means that I will spend a week sitting on my ass feeling useless or out doing spontaneous and exciting things with what friends are trapped in Boulder with me. The little voice in my mind keeps reminding me that I've only ever achieved the former because making ( Read more... )

Sleep takes away so much time from life. It's late once again and I have no desire to walk the four steps to my bedroom because I know it means hours of this glorious night will pass without me. Which, of course, means I will stay illuminated by the glow of my computer screen late into the night and be a zombie tomorrow in school when I truly ( Read more... )

I came in to school today at about 1:50 because the freshman and sophomores had CSAP testing all morning so there was no class. My heart is broken. I went to bed last night at around 10:30 with a pounding headache because I didn't think I could stand to stay awake in pain anymore. I woke up at about 2 AM, unable to get back to sleep, discovering ( Read more... )

The Departed was really not a very good movie, especially in comparison to the other nominees. In fact, it was long, dull, and cliched. Yet, somehow it managed to win the Oscar for both direction and best picture. BOO ACADEMY ( Read more... )