Maybe I'm a little too obsessive.

We've all got our junk, and my junk is Spring Awakening.

(Ahahaha. What a lame title. But that's all that's on my mind, so la!)

After spending most of the week in the brown, wet northeast, imagine my surprise when I arrive home to find it green. And there are even flowers in bloom! Oh, it's pretty. So, so pretty.

Of course, my dad is like, "If you like the greenery, then why are you going to school up north? It won't be green up there for at least another two weeks!"

Oh, hush up.

Yes, I have been up north for the past week (well, got back yesterday, but I fell asleep before thinking of blogging.)

Last Sunday evening, Monday and Tuesday, I was in wonderful NYC, hanging out with my dad. We walked around the NYU campus briefly, went to the Apple Store on Fifth Ave (SO. BEAUTIFUL.), saw two Broadway shows (RENT and Spring Awakening), had lunch with Amy G. Walked a lot.

RENT was a last minute decision and a fantastic one at that.

Spring Awakening... oh man. Whenever someone asks me how it was, I turn into this big blubbering mess of, "Oh man, amazing, astounding, my entire life, ahhhhh!" Honestly, it lived up to everything I was hoping for, and then even more and more and more.

Then of course I got pictures at the stage door with various actors and fhgujkas meeting them is like a dream come true. Jonathan Groff is so freaking nice, seriously, and, and Jonathan B. Wright smiled at me! CAN YOU SAY LOVE? Because that's all I've been thinking. Love love love. Love everything about Spring Awakening. Ahhh.

After NYC, we left for a night in New Hampshire with my nana, and then the next day went to visit Hampshire College. I'm absolutely in love with Hampshire, but I don't want to make my final decision for at least another week. I mean, I've visited Hampshire much more recently now than I have Juniata, so of course it's going to overshadow Juniata. I'm also worried about after May 1st, when I hear back from the schools I've been wait-listed at — what if I get into one of those and decide I like it better? My dad would rather I go to Kenyon than Hampshire, for instance. But fjdiksfjk I don't know. Isn't it enough that I love Hampshire right now? I spent the afternoon with Saskia and we both went on and on about how we're so afraid of making the wrong decision.

If I go to Hampshire, though, my dad figures I'll be getting on the Amtrak every weekend so that I can go and see Spring Awakening alllll the time. PLZKTHX IF YOU INSIST, DEAR FATHER. Ahaha.

Ohhh man. But actually, I'm really tired of all things education right now. Being a second semester senior pretty much means I can't remember that I have work I need to do, and that I'd much rather be elsewhere, that soon I'll actually be elsewhere. I can't wait to get to college and care about learning again, because it'll be so nice to choose interesting classes. I mean, seriously, I could care less about Chemistry and Psychology now. Just want an escape!

Unfortunately, that escape is a little less than two months away. Until then, I guess I'll be reading books, writing out vocabulary, and cramming for tests. Worst. Ever.

Wish me survival, because I honestly don't feel like getting through the rest of this semester. Sleep beckons, but I must push it away — stupid homework. Why do I insist upon staring out the window on those long car rides, instead of doing productive things? Who knows, who knows....


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