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I guess this is sort of about my life.

The fun part is that I don't have one.

11.29.2009

Crescere

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Later, 10:40 PM.
It's done. Or at least something's done.
I posted it on my essay blog.
http://rightingleft.blogspot.com/
(And no, I didn't go in the direction that I thought I was going to, but at least SOMETHING'S. DONE. That makes me happy =D)
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For some reason, writing here really seemed to help me out with this essay. So I'm going to try to get back in the zone.
It's getting harder and harder to write about my past and how I got to be here now since, for the first time, I'm more focused on where I'm going than where I am.
But that just helped already. I think I have a first sentence.

L

11.28.2009

Woah, back it up (addition to last post)

So I forgot to go through the whole "Where I am right now" outline of my life at the moment. Ugh. There I go deviating from the system again.
So, my current life status:
1. PETER PAN. Is a little more elaboration needed? I'll elaborate. My studio is doing Peter Pan for a show in June... and I get the green tights. It's going to be four kinds of epic.
2. Senior class VP. Nothing too exciting, you may say. Well, I beg to differ. This was the first election I've won straight out since sixth grade. I beat the football captain. Literally every class office type of thing I've been in since eighth grade has been either unfair or I got defaulted in. So, for my last election, I won full out. It was a good feeling, like coming home to something.
a) Also, I got to play around with the intercom for two mornings at school. I still miss it.
3. Lit Mag editor-in-chief -- we knew that. It's my child. "Hi, I'm seventeen. My baby is four." That kind of thing.
4. Yearbook co-editor-that-kind-of-acts-as-editor-in-chief. I have the tendency to kind of take over the leadership of any group I'm a part of. My readers probably don't know that about me. I can see your Floridian shock from here, V.
5. The NLC.
That's a painful one. I have plans for it, but it still hurts.
I really did love that thing.
RIP.
But not for long...
(I might elaborate on that if I want to post three times tonight.)
6. I'm translating The Aeneid. I really like it.
7. I'm getting back into my poetry and my art and stuff, which is kind of an awesome thing. Those are two things that I keep forgetting about even though they're a huge part of me.
8. I also keep forgetting how much I like this blog. It's a good thing.
9. I had an essay blog for a while. That was kind of a fun deviation. Maybe I'll revisit it someday.
10. I get to make a speech on Monday! For junior English, we all had to write five-minute speeches for class according to these contest rules from the Rotary Club, and the best few would go on to the actual contest. I wrote mine about the arts, and naturally I got really into it. So, I went to the contest at the Rotary Club and won second, which was a huge honor since some of my friends wrote really amazing stuff. The coolest thing was the response I got from it, though. People I didn't know who were in the audience came up to me afterward and told me how they connected to what I said, and that was, hands down, even better than the $350 check I got from it. So, in two days, I'm resurrecting the speech and giving it to my school. I'm psyched, as usual, just because it's a really cool opportunity to share what I think with a bunch people who don't really know me that well even though they see me every day, along with my friends of course. It'll be worth it if they get anything out of it. Still, there's something about talking to your school about something as close to me as that speech that makes me nervous. It always does. I'm glad for the practice,.
11. This is kind of a cool time because I'm actually starting to think that I'm going somewhere. I mean, I knew I wasn't a complete slouch, but everyone around me always seemed to think I had some big destiny in front of me... and I wasn't really convinced. When it comes down to it, I'm just another chick who likes books and random awesome stuff. Two things happened, though, that have me wondering what the hell I'm headed for.
THING 1: I'm currently class valedictorian. Shocked doesn't even come close to describing the look on my face when I found that out. There are some brilliant people in my class, and honestly most of them work harder than I do. I think.
(Is it bad that I'm already writing my speech? I can't help it, I love making speeches.)
THING 2: Just when I thought the V-word was shocking, I experienced Ultra Shock 2100. October 29, 2009: SAT scores are out. I got a 2240 overall.
And an 800 on Critical Reading.
I was late to school because I was staring at my computer screen for five minutes.
I burst out crying every time I thought about it getting ready that morning.
It was beyond awesome. I really can't describe what that felt like. Even when I don't get into my top schools, I'll always have that. Strangely enough, even though I know that a number doesn't really mean anything, that particular one made so much of what I've been through these past few years worth it.
Like I said, no matter what happens in these next few months, I'll always have that.
Now, to get the NLC back...

<3
L

Golly, a blog!

As usual, it's been 5.6284 hundred thousand days since I've posted.
Considering the fact that I don't know if anyone reads this anymore, I'm ok with that.
I need to squeeze out one more essay to convince myself that this vacation hasn't been absolutely useless and unproductive. The truth: it has been extremely unproductive... but I have a day to change that! (Yay?)
If I finish this one random application and make decent progress on my supplements I'll call it a win. If I don't, I'm a little screwed.
So I just want one more essay done. It doesn't have to be a masterpiece (though I do like masterpieces and I'm not going to complain), it just has to be good enough that I won't be ashamed to send it to the Ivies.
...shit.
I decided on a topic though. That's definitely progress. And guess what? It's what I love to talk about, especially with lots of whining and melodrama on the blog I barely use.
Finally, I have a reason to write my narrative: Lauren vs. New Hampshire, a Masshole's account of the Granite State.
Maybe I'll fix the title a little bit. And make it less whiny and melodramatic, so it's not just 5 paragraphs of full out bashing, but I have a topic.
I just need the words and the force behind them.
And this, my friends, is why I could never freelance.

L