2006, and all of that.
So here's whre I'm at right now. It's New Year's Eve. I'm at home, sitting in my room, not out partying because I basically threw up the entire contents of my stomach, and then some, last night due to what I believe was food poisoning. So I'm sitting here, waiting for the ball to drop, to ring in 2007, and I'm pondering everything that happened during this past crazy year and what's to come. Thinking back, this had to have been the craziest and most eventful 12 months I've ever experienced. I had an amazing job singing with 4 of my best friends every week. I applied and auditioned for 6 for colleges and was later accepted to all of them, much to my complete and utter shock. I graduated from high school. Nothing beats the feeling of sitting next to all of your best friends on stage at your high school graduation.
I had what turned out to be one of the longest and most exciting summers of my life, going to Kashmir literally every Wednesday night, unlocking the secrect of Starbucks coffee, meeting cool new people and turning 18 years old. Finally, in September, the summer ended and I moved up to Evanston to start my first trimester at Northwestern University.
Yeah. That was interesting. My feelings about the school and the past 3 months are very mixed. I ended up making a few (not a billion, like everyone else) new, good friends. I've also encountered a few truely nasty people who have never made me feel worse about myself. Is that suppsed to happen? I managed to recieve all A's and 1 B at a school known to be one of the most challenging academic institutions in America. Then there's the voice program. I literally couldn't ask for a better voice program. Like, this is what I've been dreaming about through out 2006. Nearly everyone is overwhelmingly talented. My teacher's one of the best I've ever worked with and has made me feel great about my voice.
I've been into Chicago countless times, and it's slowly becoming one of my favorite cities. One of my closest friends from high school lives smack dab in the metropolis and has provided a sanctuary for me during the imensly depressing moments at NU. (I hate throwing around the word 'depression', but I can honestly say that I've felt it during my time in Evanston) As I've mentioned to most everyone, I made a couple appearances, and sang, on my all-time favorite podcasts, The PNS Explosion. I went to the opera and was blown away by the pure, distilled talent oozing from the theatre. If that's not motivation, I don't know what is.
I also made out with a guy and threw up at a bowling ally. Don't ask.
So, early Tuesday morning, I'm going back to school. I can't say that I'm uber-thrilled. I'm definately excited to see my friends and start my new classes. I'm worried about my first solo voice class and rushing, and just dealing with the people around me. I feel, for the most part, rejected by the people around me; the people I live around at least. It's not a great feeling to go back to your room, to your "home" and feel like no one wants you around. Why doesn't anyone on my floor want to get to know me? What the hell did I do?
So, yeah, that's discouraging. It's now officially 2007. I honestly have no idea what's ahead of me. These past few weeks back home have been phenominal. I got my old job back at the church with my friends and a new job working with special needs kids at the JCC. When I come home I have security. I have lots of friends who I love and who know me. I have jobs, and connections, as opposed to Evaston where I can't even get fucking Urban Outfitters to hire me to fold their $50 sweaters. In Evanston, at NU, I feel like I have next to nothing, with I very dim future ahead, but a chance for great success.
Talent is a responsibility. You're not just working for your own interest, but for those around you who have been supporting you for years. Sometimes, I wish I could just stay home, get an apartment, work, and lie low indefinately. Is that really me though? I don't know. 2007 will be the deciding factor. Happy New Year everyone.
Resolutions:
1. Lose at least 30 pounds
2. Quit drinking
3. Go to church once a week
4. Be happy.
I had what turned out to be one of the longest and most exciting summers of my life, going to Kashmir literally every Wednesday night, unlocking the secrect of Starbucks coffee, meeting cool new people and turning 18 years old. Finally, in September, the summer ended and I moved up to Evanston to start my first trimester at Northwestern University.
Yeah. That was interesting. My feelings about the school and the past 3 months are very mixed. I ended up making a few (not a billion, like everyone else) new, good friends. I've also encountered a few truely nasty people who have never made me feel worse about myself. Is that suppsed to happen? I managed to recieve all A's and 1 B at a school known to be one of the most challenging academic institutions in America. Then there's the voice program. I literally couldn't ask for a better voice program. Like, this is what I've been dreaming about through out 2006. Nearly everyone is overwhelmingly talented. My teacher's one of the best I've ever worked with and has made me feel great about my voice.
I've been into Chicago countless times, and it's slowly becoming one of my favorite cities. One of my closest friends from high school lives smack dab in the metropolis and has provided a sanctuary for me during the imensly depressing moments at NU. (I hate throwing around the word 'depression', but I can honestly say that I've felt it during my time in Evanston) As I've mentioned to most everyone, I made a couple appearances, and sang, on my all-time favorite podcasts, The PNS Explosion. I went to the opera and was blown away by the pure, distilled talent oozing from the theatre. If that's not motivation, I don't know what is.
I also made out with a guy and threw up at a bowling ally. Don't ask.
So, early Tuesday morning, I'm going back to school. I can't say that I'm uber-thrilled. I'm definately excited to see my friends and start my new classes. I'm worried about my first solo voice class and rushing, and just dealing with the people around me. I feel, for the most part, rejected by the people around me; the people I live around at least. It's not a great feeling to go back to your room, to your "home" and feel like no one wants you around. Why doesn't anyone on my floor want to get to know me? What the hell did I do?
So, yeah, that's discouraging. It's now officially 2007. I honestly have no idea what's ahead of me. These past few weeks back home have been phenominal. I got my old job back at the church with my friends and a new job working with special needs kids at the JCC. When I come home I have security. I have lots of friends who I love and who know me. I have jobs, and connections, as opposed to Evaston where I can't even get fucking Urban Outfitters to hire me to fold their $50 sweaters. In Evanston, at NU, I feel like I have next to nothing, with I very dim future ahead, but a chance for great success.
Talent is a responsibility. You're not just working for your own interest, but for those around you who have been supporting you for years. Sometimes, I wish I could just stay home, get an apartment, work, and lie low indefinately. Is that really me though? I don't know. 2007 will be the deciding factor. Happy New Year everyone.
Resolutions:
1. Lose at least 30 pounds
2. Quit drinking
3. Go to church once a week
4. Be happy.
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