Dreaming In Books

 I made a pledge to have more personal blog posts going on regularly so you all could actually feel like I'm connected to you.  I know, right?  You're either thinking this is A) a great idea or B) you are hitting the unfollow button and not even reading the rest of this paragraph.  These are all fair thoughts.

Hitting that button would make me very sad, but I totally understand.  (I would offer you free cookies, but I firmly believe in not forcing people to read anything I write - especially when the purpose of the blog is to connect to readers.)

May has been a very hectic month for me in school.  My Saturday timeline went, for the first three weeks:  SAT Round 2  (Weekend 1), Drama Trip to NYC (Weekend 2), and Prom (Weekend 3).  This is the first Saturday in May that I actually have time to breathe.  And amid those first two weeks were three AP exams - four if you consider the fact that AP Economics is divided into two separate exams for micro and macro economics.

It's very scary to be left alone with your thoughts.  Especially when you've been asking yourself questions like, "Can birds choke on raisins?" repeatedly to keep your appropriate level of sanity (or lack of, in my case).

(I've been asking that for like two weeks now and no one truly knows the answer - it's a pretty jacked up cyclical thought.)

Everything has been insane and my blog has suffered from it, but I don't regret it at all.  My mind has been a whirling dervish of activity, insanity, and mild insomnia (but not a bad kind) that has kept me going on 5-6 hours of sleep for about half of my school days.

Finals are done.  Life is settling down.  I'm ready to party and lose my clothes.  (Not really - not the clothes part, anyway, although it's getting to the point where every day is 80 degrees or above, which tends to make me want to lose my clothes because the heat is frustrating.)

So, I've had a lot on my mind to think about recently.  The SATs were an experience in realizing that, heck, I am kind of intelligent.  I thought my first score of 2110 was a fluke, but I got 2120 this time around (although I dropped 30-40 points each in Reading and Writing, only to go up by 80 in Math, meaning that I got over 700 for each subject once).  It was a relief and very, very scary.  I never expected myself to do that well and am amazed to realize that my best score is a 2190.  I feel proud of myself about this and hope that it doesn't come across at bragging.  I truly never expected it, and am so blessed to have done as well as I have.

NYC completely altered my frame of mind.  My first time in the city was two years ago on the very same drama trip.  Then, I had just started my blog and was very much a newb.  Seeing the city was breath-taking and the experience was surreal.  The bright lights of Times Square blinded me.  Street vendors pushed Obama condoms on everyone that passed by.  I saw my first Broadway shows - In the Heights and Mamma Mia! - and realized that there was another city that had stolen my heart (Pittsburgh being the other).  Two years later, it was my second trip.  The deafening shriek of the city's excitement became a gentle roar to me.  Everything felt easy and comfortable.  Things seemed to have more reality to them, and I fell in love with it even more.  I also procured a lovely bracelet from a small scent shop next to our hotel - an object that I'm treasuring.

Coming back, I've since had a lot happen to me.  I'm planning on getting my license.  I got hired for my first job, which I'll work in conjunction with school.  I've left Dear Author (you can read my farewell post to know a bit more why - it was entirely mutual and does not mean I'm remotely leaving blogging or the DA community, just leaving as a reviewer there).  I've gotten a chance to review and blog at some other venues that are more in need of me, and I can't wait to share those with you all once things have settled.  My blogging is in preparation to get back on track, and I hope to come back stronger than ever.  On top of that, I've gotten some great new mentors and have finally found the inspiration to write again - and with summer break less than a week away for me, I'll finally have the time to put the peddle the meddle and get cranking on my WIP.

Just insane.  Simply, confusingly insane.  It's hard to imagine that life has rushed by and that May has been so packed with events.  Readers, I'm sorry for leaving you all alone for so long, but I hope you understand a bit of why I've been absent - and why I want to get more personal with you guys.  Let me know how you like the idea of personal posts.  I could do them every Saturday, every other Saturday, or once a month or something.  Whatever my readers want, I'm more than willing to provide.

 Now, have any of you been feeling this way?  Has May been as transformative for you as it has for me?  Let me know.  Let's have a relaxed chat and enjoy the beginnings of summer.

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