Listening to: India.Arie
Feeling: withdrawn
"But I've drawn the conclusion, it's all an illusion
Confusion's the name of the game
A misconception, a vast deception
Something's got to change . . .
So get in where you fit, and go on and shine
Clear your mind, now's the time
Put your salt on the shelf
Go on and love yourself
Cause everything is gonna be alright"
Something about that song always makes me smile. Its uplifting, and oddly liberating.
I have needed some form of 'pick-me-up' lately, what with the events taking place in the near future. Vocal Rally - Wednesday. Play Auditions - Thursday. Very nervous.
Hopefully seniority will not affect the distributing of the lead roles. For I am a lowly Junior.
I am more apprehensive about Vocal Rally. Mostly because this is my first year going, and I am not making much progress with my song.
A few of my friends and I were talking earlier, and I reached epiphany.
I am going to be a senior next year.
My 16th and final year at Ecole Classique. Then it's off into a whole new world. A dazzling place I never knew.
Okay, sorry. But seriously . . . It's a scary thought. I have grown accustomed to Ecole. The place where everybody knows your name. I can only see myself on Graduation night, standing behind the podium (because i plan to be at least salutatorian) looking like a deer in headlights. I don't know where I will go from high school.
And i'm positive i will re-enact this same rant quite a few times over the next year. So i will think of this epiphany as the beginning of the next chapter.
The prelude to the wonderful story in which I will, hopefully, play the Heroine.
Sorry about the random cheeseball lyrics everywhere.
Who says ordinary people don't burst out into song?
.Map
Senior year next year eh? I know what it's like to be standing at the door step of that; I was there not five months ago. My best advice to you hun, don't sweat it. It's just the way of the world... and I know that I'm not one to talk, or at least I ought to be taking my own advice but seriously, live while you can becayse come next year that same question you brought up will be bothering you like a bad itch.
Forever Yours,
That`s what friends, and lovers, are for.
Amy