I've been trying recently to take a step back every once and a while and appreciate the moment I am having at the time.  There have been a lot of moments this summer where I have been in awe of a moment or an experience, and I've been trying to take note of those moments.  Appreciate life a little more.
This summer I went to NYC with my mom to see Newsies, and before the show we went out to dinner with my aunt and uncle.  They took us to this beautiful little restaurant in manhattan that had an exposed wall.  I don't know if that's the right term but basically the wall that faced the street and all of the people and beautiful sights of the city were right there.
And there was this moment when everyone at the table was laughing, the sun was just beginning to set, there was a cool breeze blowing through the restaurant, and the song 'I'll Follow You Into The Dark" by Death Cab for Cutie was playing (one of my favorite songs) was playing through the speakers.  And at this moment everything seemed perfect and I just kept thinking remember this moment.
And as I write this I realize that is a Taylor Swift quote and now it seems cheesy.
But really, it was a little perfect moment that I want to record so I can keep it forever.

Aaaaaaand we have returned to the Sarah suite here in Fulton (thank the LORD).  No more Wilson, and I could not be happier.
First day of classes was fantastic and I love them and I'm almost excited for tomorrow (it is school, after all)!
But I do miss Disney so very much.

I don't think I'm passionate about anything the way I am about Disney.
I feel like this is an issue.
This place is like a drug...

I miss everything.
I miss being in the theatre productions in high school, I miss the comfort of having a boyfriend, I miss my crazy busy schedule and being outside this summer, and most of all I miss the beautiful and talented man I fell in love with last night on broadway.
Ugh.
The guy who played Jack Kelly in Newsies on Broadway last night was incredible.  He was so attractive and so talented and he sang so well and ugh.  I fell in love.  That was it.  It's the broadway hypnosis I get every time I see a show.  I fall in love with the leading man.  And then I realize that I will never fall in love for real because no man will ever measure up to the characters that are portrayed on Broadway.
Bummer.
And I'm also really really regretting not pursuing theatre.  I've never enjoyed something as much as I have when performing.  I love Broadway and to perform in front of a crowd is the greatest feeling and I just keep thinking damn, too late now.  If only I had gone to a few theatre camps and kept trying out and taking classes.  My biggest regret probably ever is not committing to it.  And shoot am I bummed about it.
What if I never find something that I'm as passionate about?
So that's where I'm at at this point.
I miss everything.

Finished Catching Fire today.
I'm dying.  My life is consumed by the hunger games.  So good.
Also, today I got highlights for ten bucks compliments of my sister's dazzling style skills as well.  And tomorrow I'm seeing Newsies on Broadway with my mom.
And this evening I've had the classic girly problem while packing my overnight bag:  I have nothing to wear.
There are twenty-seven dresses (like the movie!) in my closet and not a single one to wear tomorrow.
Because some of them are winter dresses, some are too casual, and some of them have already been worn to see shows.  I know this may sound ridiculous, but I don't like to re-wear dresses to see shows on Broadway.  Because every time I wear those dresses I remember wearing them to the show and its a nice and clear memory that I don't want to cloud by re-wearing them to other shows.
Ugh, I need to get a hobby.
Or better priorities.
Also I'm running on three hours of sleep because I had a crazy nightmare last night that kept me awake allllllllllll night so I'm not even really processing the words I'm typing right now.
Too tired to proof read.
To tired to edit the rambling.
Time for some quality time with Will&Grace and sleeeeeeeep.

Also, I'm feeling really thankful for my adventure camp family right about now.  I know I've been saying this a lot but they really are the best and I will always be inspired by how much they love.
Goodnight, friends.

I saw this for the first time when I was fifteen, and it still gives me chills.
So good.

Guess what movie arrived in the mail for me today!!!!!

I finally caved and ordered it online, after months of searching for it in stores with no luck.
So yes, I am overjoyed.
Now I can spend the next two weeks watching it over and over and getting some new insight each time.
Ahhhhh, so good.
Also, I think I'm going to remove my lip piercing.  I like my face, and I'm not a huge fan of the excess of jewelry.  Also, I've chipped two teeth on two separate occassions from biting the jewelry while eating.  Not noticeable, but quite painful.
Oh well, at least I tried it.
Now, on to the Tree of Life.

Today I left adventure camp.  I woke up really early and drove to the beach here in Jersey because my aunt was having a little get together at her shore house.  So I went out to lunch with my parents, sister, aunt, and grandmom, spent some time relaxing in the hot tub, then went out to dinner and onto a boat with everyone.  And now I'm watching the Olympics and getting ready for bed.  It was a great day, and for some reason all day I've been sad.  Because I left my family.
I'm hoping I'm just over-tired, because this sucks.  I have almost three weeks here in Jersey and I don't know what I'm going to do with myself without my crazy loud house and all of my people running around.  I just want to go back.
And tomorrow I turn 20.
I miss my people.

Aaaaaaaand since my last post, much has happened.
Yesterday my group went canoeing.  I hate canoeing.  So a girl was crying because she didn't want to do it so after canoeing for maybe twenty minutes, we get out and i chill with her on shore while the group canoes.  Then one of the counselors I live with, Peter, comes over and jumps in a canoe and paddles away.  So I stand out in the water up to my knees and he paddles over and I tip his canoe.  Then he starts dripping water at me so i turn, walk three steps towards him, and he steps back and nearly trips over a canoe.  Now, the reason he nearly tripped over the canoe is because he caught himself, and to do so he stepped up really quickly (with a lot of force), and in doing so and also because the kid's like eight feet tall, his knee was thrusted into my face.
Nosebleed.
Now, I do not like blood.  So I'm running into the woods after I see blood on my fingers because I'm certain I'm going to start barfing.  But it didn't bleed a lot, it just hurt.  Several people thought I broke it. But I highly doubt it, it looks the same today and it only hurts a little.  Thank the Lord.
And then I lose my voice.
This part seems really insignificant but let's think about this.  I'm a camp counselor, counseling fourteen eleven year old girls this week.  And I don't think I've ever lost my voice for longer than an hour before.  So all day today my voice is still gone.  And I mean gone.  No one can understand me and I can't shout so it was a mess.
I am now ready for camp to be over.
I'm just going to miss my friends.
Two more days!