I’m about done rn

“Yoğurt”, Blutwurst second album, was released as LP by UK label Negative Days on November 15, 2016. 

So I really did mean to post before this. I’m sorry that I didn’t. Ooops. :)

So school here in New York is officially over. I took my last exam yesterday and I burnt all my papers this morning. Okay, so I didn’t burn them but they’re in the recycling bin. If I have to look at one more salmon pink Algebra 2 test, I think I might puke.

The last couple of weeks of school and exams have proved to me just how awesome and awful teachers can be. First, I’ll explain the awesome side of the spectrum. That would be Mr. Corinth who teaches my theology class. It’s not always my favorite class but I’ll just give you a quick example of how awesome he is. On our last day of classes, Mr. Corinth played an eight minute song on classical guitar from memory, rapped, show us his break dancing skills (limited to the coffee grinder but still pretty good), and held a Hey Jude sing along. And that was our class. The other side of the spectrum is Mr. Luigi. He’s my Spanish teacher but he’d a little old Italian man who has lived in the US for forty years but still sounds like he just got here. I can barely understand Spanish, much less Spanish in an Italian accent, and he wears hearing aids (when he doesn’t take them out). On the day of our exam, he started reading for the listening comp before we even had our test booklets. Then, he didn’t even have the right instruction booklet. He had the French I readings, from the test they took two weeks ago instead of the Spanish III ones. Explain to me what you think you’re doing. Please, just tell me.

All of it has made me think: What will my professors at Harvard be like?

Oh right. Harvard. The reason I have this blog. There is one day until I leave (Obviously. Look at the title!) and I’m mostly packed. I have a load of laundry in right now which should be done by the time this is posted. Then I’m finishing my packing and stressing it out. Just to clarify, tomorrow, Day 0, is a travel day. The drive to Harvard is six hours from where I live so were making half of it tomorrow and the other half on Saturday.

I’m not going to lie. I’m scared. I’m spending seven weeks away from home. The longest I’ve ever gone away is the week I spent at summer camp every summer until I got serious about dancing and started spending my summers in dance class. This is scary stuff for me. My suitcase is half packed in the middle of my room and it honestly freaks me out. There’s a lot of things running through my mind right now.

What if I fail? What if I don’t like my roommate(s)? What is they don’t like me? What if something happens while I’m gone? What if I get back and I have no idea what’s going on? What if I get back and lose everything I worked for in dance?

So a lot of them are unfounded. I hope I can pass and I think I have a pretty decent chance. They don’t have to like me as long as we can get along. If something happens my cousins are crazy fast texters. I’ll know in a second. Some of my closest friends are pretty much gossip mills. I’m taking classes at two different places while in Boston.

I’ll be fine.

Sometimes rationalizing things doesn’t make you any less scared.

~Abbie

I totally meant to post sooner than this but to be honest, I've had a relatively boring life since my last post. Other than the usual badly executed sex jokes you can find in any high school across the US, it's been a few pretty slow, monotonous days.

Some exciting news! I get my braces off tomorrow! Of course, this isn't really a big deal to anyone but me but I'm actually really glad to be getting them off before I leave for Harvard this summer.This also means I can finally get rid of the six unfinished bags of rubber bands sitting on my dresser. Woohoo!

I don't actually have anything else to say- except, look at that number! I really should start packing... or planning to pack- I guess we can go with making this post a sort of About Me post!

Let's go with random questions! (Chosen by a random number generator and a tumblr meme.)

Ever had a rumor spread about you?

Seriously? Who hasn't? There are none that immediately come to mind but I'm sure there's some. Oh wait! I have one. I'm very involved in the theater/ music department at my school and someone spread the rumor that I said a friend of mine was singing flat all the time. That's completely untrue because I have a very hard time differentiating flat from normal when I have nothing to compare to. It was seemingly harmless but it became a huge fight between Topher and I. It just wasn't a fun time but we're over it and very close friends now.

Give me the first thing that comes to mind when you hear the word; heart.

Passion. For me, love is always passion in one form or another and passion comes from your heart.

Do you have a collection of anything?

Books, used notebooks, dead pointe shoes, hair flowers and bows, Disney pins, and keychains from dance competitions.

Define art.

Art is putting a piece of yourself out there for others to see, even if you're behind something else. A painting, a dance, a monologue, a sculpture, a book, a song. Anything.

What's your biggest "what if"?

"What if they're all just pretending to like me?" "What if these smarts really don't take me anywhere?" "What if I'm forgotten?"

Where were you yesterday?

I was home, at my grandma's house, and at a local college for my friends' dance recital. They were all fabulous. 

East Coast or West Coast?

East Coast. It's where I've lived my entire life and where I plan on staying. I love it here.

Is that enough? No not really. Send me more questions to get to know me. My ask is open.

This isn't my first time on the Internet of course but this is my first blog post on this shiny new tumblog.

Hi everyone! My name is Abbie. I'm 15 years old and a member of the class of 2014. That makes this my first year of eligibility for the Harvard Secondary School Program. My mom found it online sometime last year so when the application date came around I applied to Harvard, or their summer program at least.

And I got in.

This blog is going to be the story of my time at Harvard (and the 24 days before). I'm going to try to post as often as I can at Harvard but for the next roughly three weeks until I leave, I'm posting when I post. 

I still can't get over it. I'm going to Harvard. As a sophomore going on junior, I'll be one of the youngest there, taking classes with college undergrads. Oh shoot! I think I forgot to explain:

What is the Harvard Secondary School Program?

Well, that's something you can Google pretty easily but I'll explain anyway. You know how a lot of colleges have summer programs for high schools? Maybe like a week or two program in engineering or some other specific field? That's sort of the idea.

The Harvard SSP is a seven week program in which high school students stay on-campus (you can stay off campus if you prefer and you live in the Boston area) and take two four credit college classes with undergrad students. To my understanding, it's basically Harvard's summer semester. There are a host of classes offered in a variety of fields so it's really just a matter of registering before all the spots are filled.

Does that cover everything for now? I don't really know what else to put in this post so it seems like it is.