sophrosyne

thank you for remembering my name and how to correctly spell it and giving me free drinks AND genuinely conversing with me.

I hope you don’t have a tumblr or somehow find this.

seriously debating whether or not to spend my summer in SF for the pre-college program at the Academy of Art University. but that means pretty much my whole summer… GAN.

I’d marry you without hesitation if you gave me a ticket to Coachella.

the most adorable Starbucks barista asked me how my day was and how to correctly spell my name and told me I didn’t have to pay for my iced peach green tea.

classycats:

If you like:

• cereal
• oatmeal
• Bon Iver
• The Beatles
• french cinema
• bagels
• peanut butter
• poems
• cats
• puppies
• warm weather
• or rain

then I like you

school, dance, teaching, art, my personal goals, friendships, etc. no more slacking off. I need to do something physically and mentally different if I want to see a change in myself.

It’s kind of disappointing… I take that back. It’s REALLY disappointing that absolutely none of my friends from school made an effort to come out to F&F. Go ahead and call me selfish. But this show is the only time I ask them out of the whole year to support me. I understand that it’s expensive and on a school night and that I might seem annoying in the fact that I was pretty much begging for them to come… It’s just so disheartening after all I’d do for them, that they can’t miss out on church this one time, or try to save up money for a ticket, etc. I mean the whole studio puts in countless hours of preparation and rehearsals to perform for our friends and family. To be blunt, it was sad knowing none of my friends from school were in the audience. Comes to show that my real friends are the ones I share the stage with.

You just can’t expect anything from anyone.