Speak.

It's just hitting me now that I'm going to have to get in front of my Biology class and make a speech tomorrow. It's not like I don't know everything I'm supposed to - I do, I really do - it's just that I'm an awful public speaker. Not the kind of awful that I end up throwing up in front of my audience, but bad enough that I start shaking and stuttering and stumbling over my words. It's not pretty. On a lighter note, though, my writing is getting better. Maybe it's just a trade-off. Who needs to speak when you can write?

ACTually..

So today, we had school-wide testing. Some grades took P-SATs and SATs, while the entire Freshman class took the ACTs. Most people didn't take it all that seriously, but I couldn't help but get a little strung-up on it, especially with all of the career decisions that had to be made in a matter of minutes. It did, however, help me shift my general interest from general biology (stem cell research and the like) to social sciences (sociology, anthropology, criminology, ect.) It's only a matter of time before I change my mind again, but for now, I feel pretty secure. Until I get my scores back.

A Little Sunshine

Yesterday night, I went to my theater troupe's benefit show. It was held on behalf of a little girl, Madi. Madi has A-T, Ataxia-telangiectasia. There is no cure, no treatments, and the immunodeficiency that results from it essentially turns it into a terminal condition. But from looking at this little girl, you couldn't tell. Despite all of the hardships she's faced, she's still smiling. And it's that optimism that really put things into perspective for me. If she can go through all that she has without giving up, I know that I can, too; my problems are so small compared to her's.
Myself aside, we raised $1400 for Madi and her family, $200 more than last year. Being at the show and seeing everyone come together for this cause was really the highlight of my weekend.

Stuck in the Middle

For the past few weeks, all three of my closest friends have been fighting. I love all of them, but seriously, it's becoming kind of tiring to keep up with all of it. I'm trying my best to stay neutral for the sake of not being accountable for anyone's hurt feelings, but mostly it's just because it seems like everyone has some sort of blame in the issue.
It's times like these I wish someone could be the bigger person and apologize so things could go back to the way that they were before.

Give My Regards to Broadway..

In my last post, I mentioned the theater banquet that we're having. Since my friend and I decided on our costumes, I feel like I've listened to nothing what Broadway soundtracks. Wicked - for "research" - Spring Awakening, and even some from a musical called Next to Normal. It's not a very well-known production, but the music is amazing, and the storyline very heartfelt. It's about a family that's trying to get by with a mother who suffers from manic depression after the death of her son. Sounds a little sad, but the music is actually pretty upbeat.
It's not an obsession, I promise.

Feeling.. Wicked.

Our theater banquet/induction ceremony is coming up in May, and, from what I've heard, the theme is Broadway. I've only ever seen one musical in person in my life, The King and I, so I was kind of at a loss when my friend asked what we could go as. I was rattling off what I'd found, and almost immediately she agreed that we go as Glinda and Elphaba from the musical Wicked. She doesn't do pink, and I don't do black, so I'm going to be wearing the outfit inspired by Glinda (the good witch) and she's wearing the one inspired by Elphaba (the "wicked witch"). If everything goes as planned, another friend of ours and her boyfriend may go as Nessarose (Elphaba's sister) and.. Well, we're not too sure about him. The Wizard of Oz, maybe.
Now all we need to do is get our dresses!