17 Days & Counting

Time is flying by and I have 17 days left in Sparks!!!! I am so close to leaving it doesn't feel real to me. Everyday it seems that it is so far away, but it is so close right now I am a full 8hrs from my best friend of four years and in 17 days it will be down to 30 minutes! I will miss all of my friends here, I love you guys, but I will be back so Adios for now.

How To: Survive Your Best Friends Graduating

School is out! Woo hoo! Sun, sand, movies, friends and late nights. Unless your friends are graduating. And then leaving the state. We all have those friends who are older than us and we just feel a connection with them that we don't feel with people our age. Graduation was today and I didn't attend because to be honest, I couldn't handle it. I couldn't handle the fact that my best friends in the entire world would be walking across a stage, signaling the end to their high school career. I so wish that I could have been up there with them, but the world is not a wish granting factory. So, I have compiled a list of things to help you, and myself, get through it.

 1. Belt sad music loudly. No matter what your family says.
2. Suck it up and watch them walk.
3. Go to their grad party. Chances are they will have food.
4. Drink tea. Seriously, it helps.
5. Get them sentimental gifts.
6. Write said friend(s) a letter.
7. FaceTime. Everyday if needed.
8. Watch movies or favorite past times before they leave.
9. Curl up in a ball.
10. Try not to cry.
11. Cry your eyes out. And yourself to sleep. And fall over while doing yoga realizing you will not have another choir class with them.

 It's depressing, trust me I know. But soon you too will be a senior and be leaving people behind as well. Eat some ice cream, it will be okay eventually. Sorry to be depressing. But I do believe I have been changed for the better, I have been changed for good.
 -Hannah

The Disneybounding Basics

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Yo! So I just got back from Disneyland, and I wanted to post about something that is near and dear to my heart. Disneybounding. Now, you're probably asking yourself: What is 'disneybounding'? According to this Disney blog post (X) based on the creator of the Disneybound Idea, Leslie Kay, it has this as a definition: "[Disneybounding] has become popularly used as a verb, meaning to go to create and dress in an outfit inspired heavily by a Disney character, film theme, or attraction.

A Letter From a Survivor.

This post was intended to be apart of McKenna's previous post, but because technology hates me it shall be separate. My fellow slave-ians, This has been a trying experience for us all. I have learned quite a few things with this process, and I shall list them here. 1. There is not enough time in the day. 2. Some people I have ZERO patience for. 3. Stage crew cannot be trusted. 4. If you don't do your homework, it doesn't affect your grade immensely. 5. No sleep is better than 2 hours of it. I could go on for days about things we learned, but nah. We laughed, we cried, we yelled at daft people who miss scene changes. I know not all of us enjoyed this experience, but you have to appreciate the beauty in the thing we did. This is the last year that you will be with me, and it is going by way too fast. I know you have to leave me, and even if you could stay I'm not sure I'd want you to. Don't take that the wrong way, but there is so much more for you two outside of Reno. And Brooke, I am so excited to enjoy the next two years of mezzo and ensemble and musicals. As glad as I am that you are running into life at full speed ahead, I can't help but be upset because HOW DARE YOU LEAVE ME. This post was meant to be light and funny, but look what you've turned it into dang it. I love you and hope you march through life triumphantly. I am so grateful for our little infiniti. Je t'amour mon petit chous! -Hannah

Letters from the Nubian Camp

So hopefully now that we have finished Aida we will have more time to do...just about anything that wasn't getting done because we were at rehearsal. I know that I'm going to start some hard core cleaning so that I don't have so much 'stuff' (aka crap) to move.
With this being my senior, and therefore final, musical I just wanted to leave a little letter here for you guys.

Be Your Own Kind of Beautiful

I don't want to become one of those bloggers that is just "be yourself," "be happy," and stuffs. But here I am making another post. Once again you can blame my mother for this one. She is getting her hair colored as I type this and she was wondering if she was sassy, and young enough to pull off the ginger she's going for. So I started thinking about it and here we go with another, what I'm going to call, 'hippie post.'

20 Ways to Be: Happy

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I know I can hear the snickers already. Don't laugh but after a talk with my mom the other day she said that I didn't seem happy lately-especially this year- for whatever reason, so I'm trying to be happier and see the silver lining in everything. So, based on personal experiences-both good and not so good-I am making a list of things that help me be happier in life.