Kay, so, like I said before, my name's Hannah. I'm fourteen, about to turn fifteen in about a month, and I just finished my freshman year. I have a pretty wide range of interests, but, I must say, my life could consist only of musical theatre and I'd be just cool with it. Yeah, I really love musicals and I want to be a high school director once I'm out of college. I write my own musicals (or the dialogue, anyway. Can't compose), but I doubt I'm going to make a living off of that.
My upcoming school year will consist of many awesome things, such as another year with the award winning chorus, a new drama class, a trip to Chicago with the chorus (gonna win more awards! :D), whatever musical we do, an awesome English class, and dance lessons.
Before I get to school, though, I must first cross the next several weeks of summer vacation. What does this have in store for me? Pool-hopping with my besties, slowly getting over my first love (I'm getting there!), reblogging a bunch of stuff on tumblr, summer reading (Night and Les Miserables), watching anime, listening to my iPod, babysitting my third cousin, Camden, and being a lazy bum.
My life overall! For years, I've flown from dream to dream, idea to idea, never quite deciding what I want to do with my life. Now that I'm finally committed to a future in teaching and theatre, I'm finally getting serious with my future- and not a moment too soon, seeing as I only have three years of high school left. Up until now, I've been a face in the background in chorus and musicals, and thought I'd always be content to stay that way, but I'm finally planning on working towards standing out. Solos, parts, I'm shooting for it. After all, you never know if you never try.
But, at the moment, it's a Saturday night in the middle of a seemingly endless summer vacation, so until the big, important school year starts, I'm going to take some time to sit back and enjoy life. Over the course of the last year, I got involved with a guy whom I fell in love with, despite the fact that he was not worth it in the least. He rarely even talked to me despite claiming I was his best friend and knew my feelings but still twisted me around. I was completely devoted to him and would have done anything for him. The entire situation put me under a lot of stress and caused me to forget how to have fun and enjoy myself, even making me old before my time. Well, no more of that!
He rarely ever talked to, yes, but one of the few things he said to me was that I just needed to sit back and enjoy life and I would be fine. Yes, he was an idiot, yes, he fails at life, and, yes, it would do me good to never think about him again, but that is definitely some decent advice and I guess I'll try my hand at following it.
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