ready. set. go
yes, i was 16.
so that meant my hormones were outta control. after chris moved away i tried to focus on other things.
i know you are probably thinking how silly this all sounds. falling in love with someone at such a young age. i don’t know if i would call it falling in love- but your first is always special- and chris was special. he still is.
i had looked into a few colleges my senior year. i wanted to go to school for acting. my parents took me to a few states to audition for a few colleges. i was accepted but the school that i really wanted was very expensive and i wasn’t going to get that much financial aid.
everyone around me had already decided where they would be in the fall.
i was sitting in english class one day and we had to write about where we saw ourselves this time next year. mrs. jones told us it could be as long or as simple as we wanted.
i ripped out a piece of paper from my notebook and wrote-
“nyc” and then i circled it. i looked around and everyone was still writing. i looked up and noticed mrs. jones looking at me.
i smiled. she smiled.
after class she told me that i better send her my first playbill.
big dreams.
before i knew it-
pomp and circumstance.
i had graduated high school.
what the fuck would i do now?
nyc with a circle around it.