her name was lola...

this is my heart and soul in the summer, to be honest.
i'm pimping it so effing hard partially because i'm really excited for it
but also because i'm a little scared that no one will do it.
i want it to be the best it can be.
because we all know what the kids from this town can do in musical theater.

studying my own personal relations with each person in (or not even in) my life.
it's a complicated thing, really
perhaps not as much, though, as i think it is.

i'm only good at being young...

it felt like the best choice.
i've wanted to read it for a long time anyways,
but it's especially fitting because i've been a mess this past week.
all over the very subject in this book.

i'm creating my own neverland in my mind.
i refuse to grow up.
i don't care how old i get.

Yes, we can.

Ten months ago, I remember having a conversation with my brother. He asked me who I support for the 2008 election and I replied with, "I have a feeling that, regardless of who I support, Barack Obama will be the next president." Luckily for me and my statement, I am already a Obama supporter and have been since before that conversation ten months ago.

With the help of Barack Obama, we will change the world. Together, yes, we can.