Dear New School Year,
Your older brother, 2015, decided to fry my brains out when the last few weeks of May this year came rolling about, and when my final grades came about, I did mostly okay. I'm still trying to sedate my brain and recover by listening to the voices of Nat King Cole, Barbra Striesand and the Beatles, but it does not seem to help improve my state.
The experience I had with your older brother was okay, except for some small parts, it wasn't entirely that memorable. Maybe it's because I expected too much from him because your even older sister-- 2014-- started off mediocre and slowly to be a great year.
I don't want to expect a lot you seeing that I am unaware what the future holds, but being the open-minded optimist that I am... Well, I have some things that I would like to see.
I need time to balance out everything-- school and my fine arts activities, mainly. I experimented loads on your brother because I didn't know what worked, and I finally pieced together a schedule for studying during the theater season.
The classes I'm taking will be much hard than last year. To balance Pre-Calculus and Chemistry while dealing with two toughest of all the teachers in the mini-school program I'm in for Language Arts and World History sounds intimidating, but I'm excited for it.
I checked my schedule online again to see if my schedule was fixed and read up what the course descriptions were (because I'm a total weirdo) and it turns out, I'm taking an advanced upperclassmen English course, and the class that I am supposed to take with you, New School Year, I had taken before-- and that scares me.
Sometimes, I don't even know how much power my writing tends to hold. I already set the super bar super high last year.
Mentioning writing, I want to receive one of those whack-a-mole hammers so I can smash Procrastination, my nemesis. I've been writing the first book in a novel series for about five years, and after about three drafts and multiple edits, it's still not exactly in the prettiest state.
I haven't even started on my two bred-horse ideas, and it's terribly important that I start writing about it. Mentioning rocks and cookie cutters multiple times makes everyone wonder why.
Procrastination teams up with Indecisiveness and Uncertainty whenever I enter the theatre world. Before auditions I research tons about the play. Finding the right pieces to perform and present with all of my skills to the directors without hurling out what became of my chocolate chip granola bar or sounding super shaky is a hassle for me.
It's been three years that I have been in the theatre world if I exclude the two plays I did in elementary, but I haven't gotten a lead role... And there's a certain lead for a show I'm eyeing on (New York City in the Roaring 20s and singing about not needing a man in real life is a thing I'm into)-- I really need to work hard when I go to performance classes on Saturdays. "Hard work beats talent when talent fails to work hard!"
Gosh, that's a basketball saying. The amount of NBA my entire family watches while I read in my room must really start to sink in me.
Let's make this a great year.
With the best of luck, Morning
P.S. I will do Battle again and when I'm picked on the team and Battle day comes, OUR TEAM WILL PREVAIL, GO TO STATE, AND DOMINATE. We missed it by one question last year...