Life: Continued

Okay, so, the thing I was waiting for happened. A volunteer orientation at Newton Wellesley. It doesn't sound exciting, but it was! I don't know why, but for some reason I really want to do some kind of work and/or help out at a hospital. I have a weird pull towards it. I don't know why. Maybe it has something to do with my obsession over Grey's Anatomy? And ER? And House?

No, I don't think I want to become a doctor, or a nurse, etc. Or maybe I do? I don't know. I just really want to try something new, and my thought process is: If I like all of the above medical TV shows, what are the chances that it's just a coincidence? I like more than the drama, that's for sure. So maybe I like the medical cases in the shows, too (even if, as I've heard tell, they're often unrealistic and would be impossible in real life)? In any case, I do want to volunteer somewhere (don't forget those college aps!), and why not here?

I like Newton Wellesley Hopsital. It's got a nice atmosphere. And of course, I want to take any chance I can to learn something by doing it and by observing it, rather than from a textbook.

Speaking of textbooks, school starts in a week. I am NOT ready for Junior year. Or maybe I am, with all the SAT prep I've done this summer, and all the math I've learned (or have pretended to learn :-P) at Cape Cod - the camp. Wow, all this indecisiveness really tells a lot about my self-confidence. Great. Well, in any case, my strategy this year will be the same as last. Just more extreme. Homework will probably take over my life.

Bye bye, life.

Oh, eventually I'm planning to post a story I wrote last year - it was for English class originally. I really like it, and I'd love to get as much feedback on it as is possible, that is, with the squashable amount of views this blog gets and all.

I'm keeping the world in suspense until then.

A Year has Come and Gone...

Has it really been a year? I feel like I walked into Newton South for the first time just last week. Somehow, freshman and sophomore year just blend in my mind. They feel like one continuous, homework-laden schoolyear. That's probably why my last post was at the beginning of freshman year - I've been working nonstop since then.

What's happened to my life?

Well, I guess I'll be logical and start with dance, since it's the first thing that comes to mind and the thing I think about most now... Well, actually, not quite, but I'll explain that later. I've had no dance partner in any style for about two months now, and no latin partner for... around seven months, I believe. Now that summer is over and I'm done being an airhead and thinking about everything that doesn't really matter in life, I'm starting to think again about how in the world I'm going to get a dance partner in the middle of nowhere. This might be news for anyone who thinks Boston is somewhere because it's considered a big East-coast city and a goldmine of colleges - but in the world of ballroom, it's literally nowhere. At least, it feels that way to me. Now that I think about it, actually, there aren't very many somewheres in the world of ballroom. Where would I have to move in order to have a choice of possible dance partners, and a choice of different dance studios and teachers - in other words, where would I have more than one option of where to take my dancing? There seems to be only one such place in the US, and if there are more, please inform me! NY seems to be it - there are way more dance studios in NY than there are colleges in Boston. Where else? Well, probably London, some cities in Italy, Moscow, and, as I've heard recently, several cities in Ukraine, including my home city of Kharkov. There are probably a lot of other ones, but as I'm being self-centered and pursuing this chain of thoughts for my own reasons, I'm mainly concerned that NY seems to be the only good place in the US. Or maybe it's just the closest.

Where was I going with this? Actually, nowhere. I was just curious to see how many people would read that entire thing.

Anyway, now onto what I've really been thinking about most... Well, actually, I'm a tad bit superstitious and I'm going to wait until after it (hopefully) happens before I talk about it.

Stay tuned! I'm not done talking about my life yet :-P