instead of going somewhere for spring break my family decided to do 'family things' in/around the nyc area. this might have been much more exciting had we had better planning skills.

as it is, we saw blue man group on sunday and it was ballin & amazing as usual. my brother casey is nine and when the toilet paper came down from the ceiling he was ( Read more... )

Dear Robert S. Clagett ( Read more... )

good things-march is almost over, it feels like progress is being made ( Read more... )

what made this a good day:

• i probably didn't fail my psych quiz
• it was warm out
• first acceptance letter! (or any kind of decision letter at all, actually.) bennington! i no longer have to fear not being able to go to college! asdfladfs;l;kl;;
• day one of one acts auditions has filled me with a (rare, but intense) warm fuzzy haze of love for my ( Read more... )

for the next few months all i'm doing is counting the time i have to wait through until i can relax again ( Read more... )

I’m walking uphill. It’s quiet. Cold. Still snowing but it’s tiny glitter flakes, too small to feel, they just catch the fading light for an instant and are gone. The fallen snow is ankle-deep powder and instead of taking big steps I drag my feet. If I looked back I could see two long lines that are my footsteps, the trail of where I’ve been. The ( Read more... )

i'm not sure what's going on anymore.
i can't remember the last time i felt so small.

first of all:

• fuck you, middlebury. but only a little because at least you didn't totally reject me. although, deferred? what is this nonsense? do i have to have superpowers to come to your college? well. we will see how i am feeling about you in a few months, robert s. clagett, director of admissions. check back with me in april and i will tell ( Read more... )

i'm writing again. i think. i don't know if i can say that really off the strength of two paragraphs but yes!
i forgot how much i missed this.

i don't know why exactly but i'm really upset. i'm feeling really isolated right now. that and some weird emotion i can't quite describe. maybe i'm just tired? part of me wants to break things and part of me wants to get a really huge hug from pretty much anyone and part of me just wants to throw up ( Read more... )