I feel like every time I try to blog, I get distracted by something or another. Life is crazy. I missed about a week and a half for Houston/All States, and also 7 tests. I still haven’t made all of those up (I’m on my 7th finally). Yeah, life is just a little bit crazy. But in exciting news, we have only eight days of school left (plus exams, unfortunately). 8 days. I’m in summer mode already, truth be told. I have my entire summer planned out, and I anticipate that it’ll be one of my best summers (crossing my fingers).
So in my last post, I briefly mentioned scoring an interview with the State Education Board. I had my interview this week! In general, it went well. I walked in with my “professional” wear, sat in the wrong seat, and was laughed at by my interviewers. That was my start. If my skin was a little lighter, then the faint rouge of my cheeks would’ve been evident. Most of all, I was so nervous and serious that the light-natured environment of the interview room almost made me uncomfortable. I realized that this was my first legit interview. I hadn’t anticipated that it would be so clichéd, that they would ask where I “see myself in 5 years” (journalism, of course) and how I “work with a team.” Typical, generic questions—but hopefully my answers were sincere enough. They asked me quite a bit about my thoughts on various education issues. Hiring teachers was one of my biggest points, which I brought up maybe a little too much. But I promise I was more dignified than I ought to have been. Certain teachers have been a huge problem, unfortunately, and I wasn’t just going to let it slip away. Other than this, the interviewers joked that my resume was made up because it was so “impressive” (which also made me feel uneasy). I don’t know why I was nervous, but it was almost like applying for a real job. In fact, this is kind of a real job. Anyways, I think it went well, and I’ll find out soon! Before I forget, the best part was at the end, when they asked me about Translucent Roses. I guess I had somehow mentioned it in my application, but I think the story of this blog and how it became was the best part of the entire afternoon. They genuinely loved it, and I was so relaxed talking about it. Translucent Roses is always there for me.
I had my VYO audition, as well, last weekend, and managed to survive without any major meltdowns. Lunch/dessert from Chef’s Corner helped that nervousness as well, as food always manages to do. Okay, if I ever become a food critic, Chef’s Corner will be my first target. It’s spectacular. It’s beyond spectacular. It’s like flying in the sky, that’s how spectacular it is. If you’ve never heard of it, it’s a French bakery in Taft’s Corner, with the most delectable desserts in the world. Go there ASAP. It’s so worth your time/energy.
On a completely different note, I have discovered from the past few days that I really don’t like little kids. My parents’ friends from India visited this past week, with their 7 year old devil-of-a-child. They’re the nicest people ever, and have known me since I was born. I think they were shocked to see me in my daily life, after seeing me in my days of preschool—-it was a culture shock, almost. But this kid….this kid was scary, almost. First of all, he didn’t talk to me the first few hours, which was okay, I guess. The first thing he told me was that he liked the dogs better than me. That was still okay—sometimes I even like my dogs better. Then, he called me fat (pushing it just a bit). As I was walking by him in the kitchen his last day here, he slapped my arm and said, “hey, give me some money for toys!” What is this, a monarchy? That night, his last night here, their whole family came with mine to our school’s Academic Awards night, where I accepted an award for all my science fair awards. At the end, he walked up to me, patted me on the head (got on his tip-toes for this), and said, “good girl.” Walked away. It made me speechless. I don’t know if I should laugh or not. Sometimes little kids almost intimidate me. I mean, I was never like this. I was shy—really shy—to the point where I wouldn’t talk no matter what. But this kid is on the opposite spectrum, clearly. At one point, I tried to make peace amends by giving him some chocolate. He accepted it in a dignified manner, only to continue on to say, “now go to bed,” as if he were my mother. My favorite part of all (this is sarcasm at its finest) was when I was having a discussion with my mom, stressing out about tests/catching up/the usual. I had about three tests to study for, and a bit of a meltdown. At the end of my meltdown, I realized the kid was there, and he started slow clapping and saying, “good acting, good acting.” The nerve. But it’s so funny, I just can’t control myself. I thought I was sassy, but this kid beats me on all levels. I feel like Pablo is the only kid I can really tolerate—but he is blood-related, so that probably explains why. There’s just something about genetics.
All my thoughts in this post are sort of unrelated. Last weekend was a four-day weekend for us, when I had my sophomore advisory. Saturday night, I went out to dinner/movie with some of my friends, and we had a blast. At dinner, we pretended it was one of my friend’s birthday (hers was in April), and we couldn’t restrain ourselves from laughing hysterically, all while trying to be controlled. We watched What to Expect When You’re Expecting in the theatre, a predictably stupid chick flick, yet incredibly hilarious. Plus, we were on a bit of a sugar high from coffee/ice cream/candy. There were swarms of teenage girls around us rolling their eyes at our obnoxious laughing/comments…..to the point where I was certain we would be kicked out of the theatre. We were insane/embarrassing, but it was so fun….and that’s coming from me!
Okay, there are so many songs I’ve been listening to. Unfortunately, they’re all very similar/my type…..but fortunately, they’re all very like me :). But this video that I’m posting is a piano piece that is just to die for. I love classical, and nobody can stop me.
And that’s all I have for this post. A lot of stuff has happened, but I can never remember what I want to mention in my blog posts. Maybe little things here and there will pop up!
Late addition: I was on Twitter, as usual, and I found a feed for a summer bucket list. I’m making my own now, while using some of theirs. Here it goes (I’ll probably add more later):
- Finish the Hunger Games series
- Not procrastinate on my summer homework
- Dance in the rain
- Sleep under the stars
- Catch lightning bugs
- Meet new people
- Write a novel (I’m laughing because I know this won’t happen, yet I say this every summer)
- Do a photo shoot
- Go to a baseball game (I only do this for the good food, I won’t lie)
- Maintain a clean and organized room
- Learn a new skill
- Start going on runs (I’m laughing again, because AGAIN, this is highly improbably/unlikely….but it doesn’t hurt to try)
- More TBD 🙂