natural disasters

first things first: I HATE MY NATURAL DISASTERS CLASS.
definition of a boring, college class:

• teacher stuck in the 90s: turtle neck, corduroy poop-colored vest (complete with gold brooch), olive green corduroy pants, hiking shoes. I love it.
• lectures with powerpoints, and a monotone voice. sometimes a mumble. 
• oldest classroom on the planet, complete with uncomfortable seats.

It's a good thing I got my girl Daryn in here. I'd die without her. We have to sit up close now or else natural disasters class would become nap time. 

I guess I shouldn't complain. I have the opportunity to attend college. 

Anyway, I made it into Out of the Blue! 

There are 4 boys and 4 girls, and it's basically like Glee. We'll sing songs, in harmony, wear costumes, and we have our own band. Exciting! 

I still don't know what to do about college. I have to do Weber auditions, so that might help.

I've realized I need to CHILL OUT. Life will happen. I need to focus on the present things, and not worry so much about things to come. It's good to plan for them, but obsessing over them will get me nowhere. 

I love my institute class. Preparing for an Eternal Marriage. Everyone should take it. It's more about relationships in general. How to make a marriage last and work, and how to be a good partner in a relationship. I've only been to 2 classes, and I've learned so much! We're talking pages and pages of notes, people. 

The Slipper and the Rose is humming right along--we open in 3 weeks! How exciting! I have a costume fitting today, and apparently the hips of my dress are a foot wide. We'll see if that's an exaggeration. I'm guessing it is. Also, my wig is supposedly a foot high. That'll be fun! I get to go to the mall on Saturday morning and meet and greet people in costume. FUN! 

Practice for Disneyland? I think yes! Small steps, small steps. 

I want to give a shout out to my girl Angie. We've basically lived the same life, an the picture above is just a testament to it. We were both Mary Poppins at Lagoon, and we wore THE SAME COSTUME. Literally, that's how our lives have been...she's just 6 years older than I am. I love her so much, and I get to see her on Saturday! Holler!!

That's all for now.

I'm dozing off because my class is so boring.