Hello, blogging world. Sorry it's been so long. School has picked up and turned into actual school. Dancing, piano, and voice lessons are back. Showchoir, we have our first performance in about three weeks. Everything's starting to settle from the summer. I've decided that I spend so many blog posts in reflection, that I'd mix it up and tell you lovely, beautiful people about my plans. A woman with a plan, yes I am. Next year, college. At this point it's between Ole Miss and MC. I'm leaning more towards Ole Miss because, basically, they would pay me to go there. I mean, pay me extra. Assuming I make it through Freshman Theory, I want to be a music major with an emphasis in teaching. Afterwards, Grad School in the most random, awesome state I can find. I want to get my doctorate in Vocal Performance. Then, teach in a college while staying onstage as much as I can. Sounds like a good plan, right? Oh, and sometime in there? Getting married would be really cool. As much as I respect my parents and the longevity of their marriage, I'd like to get married sooner than they did. One, because having kids has always always been on the list with me. Two, because I plan on being an embarrassingly hot mom. Yeah. I went there. But if it were that simple! "Hi, welcome to college. Here are your Nike shorts, your T shirt eight sizes too big, aaannd your future husband." Somehow, though, I don't think it works that way. Sad. Back to college itself though. I can't say I'm not worried. Part of me is afraid that I'll completely lose it and become anti-Anna. But the smarter part of me knows that God is bigger. I refuse to graduate from God when I graduate from highschool, as seems to be the trend. I want a church family and a support system, because God knows I'll need it. And since He does, I feel sure that He'll provide. He won't let me wander around in the dark. He'll have a candle somewhere. Speaking of lights: Hallelujah and amen, there are still gentlemen on the earth. They're all just camouflaged, blending into the forest of idiocy that seemingly surrounds my state. But when you aren't looking, one will run out from their concealment to open the door for you. It's fantastic. There are several, more somber things I could discuss, but I won't. Not now. Now I'll sleep, and I'll dream good things. I flit, I float. I fleetly flee, I fly. Goodbye! -Anna <3