Six. I'm tired of french.

I'm very disappointed that whenever we come back from our break our teachers don't do that thing where we go around and say what we did, like we used to do back in middle school. Oh 

those were the days....but enough reminiscing. On my MEA break I went to New York City. I absolutely love the city, I'm not really a suburb/small town person. We've done all the touristy stuff but I want to get right down in the grit of it! Okay probably not, because I like the life I lead, but it certainly would be an interesting cocktail story. So part of my break was supposed to be about colleges. Which in my family means walking by the building and going 'oh that's pretty! where's the food?' But I insisted on stopping and Julliard, and they agreed. A little background: I've played classical piano for ten years so I should be pretty good. I also take voice lessons, which is my favorite. I'm in a half a band that I absolutely adore. And I love doing theater, even though this year I'm only working backstage because of a time crunch. Julliard makes sense then, because it's one of the best schools for music in the country. Oh real quick, the literature I read was this love Julliard 'Viewbook' which is almost entirely about how Julliard is the best and the stick up it's ass really doesn't hurt that much if you just stare at the pretty lights. Part of what it talks about is the building though, and it really is as beautiful as it describes. It's under construction right now, but the part you can see is simply spectacular. In the book it says you have the choice between majoring in Dance, Drama or Music. And it's this huge dilemma because I'm good enough to audition in piano but I don't want to be a classical pianist. And I'm not good enough at classical singing to audition as that. I could audition in drama but I'm a terrible actor. I suppose I should just feel lucky that I have this problem. But applying for college is really a huge pain. Does it actually determine the rest of your life? Is what you do in high school/college the path of your entire existence? Will I ever be free from the curse of the emo children!!!! 

Or I could not go to college at all and become a singing waitress instead. At least it'd be different every night.