Hey everyone!!!
Okay, so I've been meaning to post for like, several weeks, but more and more things kept happening so I never got a chance. So I sort of feel bad about that. But let's see, let me just do this in bullet form because I have a lot to say...
-First a beginning. I had my Stuyvesnat orientation a couple of weeks ago-the first half of it anyway. The second half (the fun half) is on August. This was the painful half. I had to take a math placement test(which was very hard-how are you supposed to do factorial 13 without a calculator?!?!?!?! and I think they might have given me the wrong level test anyways, because most of the stuff I learned this year wasn't on it) and foreign language placement test for French(which I left completely blank even though I took French in middle school. I had a whole bunch of crappy French teachers. And then my proctor made me write a letterto the department head explaining my situation.But seriously-completely blank. I didn't no ANYTHING.)a swim test (yes, it's a graduation requirement to know how to swim. They have their own pool. I don't know how I did though because they just give you a random letter that apparently means something to the swim department, but no one else knows what they mean.) and I took my student ID picture, which probably came out horrrible. I will admit I was nervous, though not nearly as nervous as I though I would be. My big sibs (like, upperclass mentors) were really nice and I had a friend who was a big sib so I took the ferry in with her in the morning. And I was afraid I wouldn't have anyone to talk to, but I talked to these two girls in my homeroom, though this is hardly a step toward making friends,because you only see your homeroom like, 10 minutes a week. And all of these tests after babysitting for 2 two year olds the night before.
-Next an ending. I graduated on Friday. From Notre Dame, the polyester prison. I guess you could call it kind of a bittersweet thing. I kind of wasn't sure what to feel myself. I didn't really feel anything. Because I hate most of the people in my class, but I know I'll never go to school with my four best friends again, though two of them I will see on the ferry, but just in the morning. I wore my cupcake dress, and I refuse to let my mom sell it on ebay like she wants to. My dad got me a laptop as a graduation present, so I'm having fun with that. I blogging on it now, on my back porch because wireless internet was part of the gift.
-Another ending-my dance recital was on Sunday. Now I won't see anyone from dance (with the possible exception of one person) for the entire summer. At least it won't be as bad as last year-I couldn't go back until November because of stupid Kaplan. (Here's a random Kaplan fact-I took my Kaplan classes at Wagner college-this school kind of near my house. Remember the school building in the movie School of Rock? Yeah that's Wagner. Except only the outside of it. And the theater from the end is on Staten Island too. Yay-random facts are fun!!!) But I miss dancing SOOOOOOOOOOOO much over the summer. I give up one happiness for another-CTY. But our show went really well. I nailed my solo and hit the triple pirouette at the end. And I did the advanced tap number which I'm so happy about because I only started tap in February. I mean, there were a few mishaps-Rosemarie put rosin on the dance floor which is this crushed rock powder that keeps you from slipping and in the jazz we slide on the floor and we were wearing all black so when we got up we were all covered in it. It was pretty funny though. Argh. I'm going to miss dance though.
-Spring Awakening soundtrack= AWESOME!!!!!!! Listen to it!!!!!!
-Lastly, sort of both a beginning and an ending. We just reached post 500 guys. I consider that a pretty amazing accomplishment. I can't believe we've come this far. When Amanda first started the blog for us, I really didn't think that we'd last this long. And true we've lost a few along the way-there are some people who I haven't heard from in a really long time. But still, how many people that you know can say that they have friends all over the country who they are in fairly regular contact with? I feel like I can confide anything in you guys, and very few people have friends who they can spill their guts too and know that they won't be judged or anything. The more I think about CTY as I start packing for this weekend, the more memories resurface. I miss you guys, you're some of the best friends I have. I can't believe it's been a year since I last saw any of you. So, cheers to us, to CTY, to the blog, to memories, to random lives, random stories, paths that crossed, to roommates, to crappy food,to essays,to frisbees, to capes, to friends. And I know that the blog will not die with the end of our first year.
M.E.