Happy lil’ Bean

In honor of the darkness that has over come some people in America since the election, here are 20 things in my life that make me happy, and NOT mad, sad, or upset.

  1. My dog
  2. Books
  3. Tea
  4. Cozy blankets
  5. My parents
  6. Fuzzy socks
  7. My friends
  8. Theater
  9. All animals in general
  10. Writing
  11. Pictures
  12. Ginger bread houses
  13. Music
  15. Morning coffee with my mom
  16. Snap chatting my friends in Boston
  17. Wearing my favorite necklaces
  18. Hugs
  19. Singing around the house
  20. Having faith that all will work out

I urge ya’ll to remember the good in life right now, because there are still positive things that are happening in the world.

Finally Fall!!

My favorite season is here, and I couldn’t be happier. Who doesn’t love Autumn? You can drink tea, and apple cider. You can lay on the couch cuddled in blankets reading, and cozy up with sweaters! You can finally pull out all of the fall decorations, and use the heater. I LOVE waking up with the sound of the heater going.

Here’s a bucket list for this perfect season!







My 15th birthday was yesterday, and this means driving. The day we’ve all dreaded has come. My dad picked up the driving manual for me, and I’ve slowly had the patients to read 30 pages of it. EW. Now, I’m actually terrified. My mom had to trick me into having my first driving lesson because I didn’t want to. She told me we were going home, and then pulled into a parking lot. She turned the car off and parked it, then forced me into the drivers seat. Now, it’s not that I don’t want to drive, it’s that I’m too afraid of crashing into things.

I turned the car on and my mother patiently told me what to do. I stayed at 5 mph the entire time, which is basically letting the car roll. I was too scared to go any faster. When I realized I was going 8 mph I tried to slow down.

There was a inevitable turn in this parking lot, and I didn’t understand how I was supposed to gas/ break, steer, and turn my blinker on all at the same time… Every time I didn’t know what to do I put the brakes on, and I had no idea how hard to press down on the gas or brake. This resulted in a lot of jolting. My poor dog was flying around in the back seat. I also have laugh attacks when I’m nervous. Throughout the entire experience of driving in circles I put the brakes on randomly and had a laugh attack. Very entertaining for my mom.

Next came parking. Once I was smoothly able to put my blinker on, and turn I tried to park. I tried 5 times, and each time I was as crooked as I could possibly be.  I was great at the whole reverse backing up part, but I wasn’t able to stay in the lines when I pulled in. I parked half the car in a field multiple times. Oops. See ya on the road soon (;

Show People

The art of singing show tunes, and what show people really do in rehearsal. Here’s a link to a show tune you should listen to while reading this blog post: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JCcbnVNw950

Maybe you’re familiar with that one friend who does silly things in public, or the person who breaks out in songs that obviously aren’t pop, or maybe you know someone who spends most minutes in rehearsal. This is a show person, and you should either run far far way because their knowledge of how to be hyper is extensive, or you could choose to embrace it and then later think, “Oh my great goodness, why am I up at 4am listening to this person, who I thought was my friend, belting show tunes and doing corresponding dance numbers?” Either way, you’ve definitely met a show person.

I know non show people are quite curious about what actually happens inside of rehearsals: well let me in on a little secret, we don’t actually rehearse. No sir, that would be silly, instead we climb into the ugliest party clothes we own and pump music through the speakers, and we have a huge dance party. There are snacks and refreshments too. Now you’re probably asking, “if they don’t rehearse, then how are the shows so good?” Well, to be a show person you need to be born with all of the scripts ever written stuffed in your head, this includes scripts that haven’t been written.

Now, here is a nifty little list to identify a show person, you should print it out and carry it around with you:

  • Listens to show tunes just because they like to
  • Has multiple pairs of character, tap, and jazz shoes
  • Owns too many binders stuffed with miscellaneous sheet music
  • Drinks emergency and tea the week of a show, or in the whole rehearsal process
  • Likes to watch musicals
  • Knows how to do stage hair/ makeup, even if they are male
  • Loves pizza, because it is their fuel post rehearsal
  • Is lacking sleep due to a show the previous night

In short, look for the exhausted person wandering the halls, running into walls faintly singing a song, with smeared makeup all over their face, and stiff hair sprayed hair that could quite possibly be sticking up in all directions.


Here’s a small bonus section, I know you’re curious about backstage shenanigans. Here’s the quick run down. The actors pass around a bottle of honey for their throat, they trash their dressing station, sneak food in costume ( I of course would never), and are wearing over 5 layers underneath their costume. Not to mention they take tons of pictures in costume, just for street cred on Instagram.

Now, that show tune link I told you to listen to while reading this could possibly be ending, and if it’s not you should listen to the rest of it. I hope I got you hooked on show tunes (; AND IF YOU DIDN’T CLICK THE LINK PLEASE KNOW I AM CRYING VERY HARD





Walnut Hill Summer ’16

I don’t quite know what to say, yet there’s so much for me to tell. My summer in Natick, Massachusetts was life changing. I don’t know where to start, so I’ll try the beginning.

I left for Boston Airport on 6/19/16 and arrived that same day. Luckily family friends lived near, and were able to pick me up from the airport. They drove me to Natick and we stayed in a hotel for the night. The time change was rough for me, and I ended up sleeping 12 hours that night. I went to Walmart and picked up all of the things I hadn’t wanted to travel with (shampoo, laundry detergent, etc) then drove to Walnut Hill. I checked in at noon, and I was terrified. My family friends helped me move in and get settled, and then they left. I had met my roommate, and introductions were awkward. I went to the dining hall for dinner and we ate together, I soon discovered how amazing she is. Everyone seemed as if they already knew each other, and I’ve never been good at making new friends. I was in the common room that night and I decided to start talking to people. It was a good choice to make, because all the girls in my dorm are the most stunning people inside and out.

Auditions were the next day and I practiced and practiced, yet still managed to screw it up entirely. We could probably classify it as the worst audition I’ve ever had, however I got cast in the two shows I wanted to (all 40 kids were separated into four shows). Classes started soon after that, and I had dance, musical theater, and acting class. All of my teachers helped me in so many ways. I did a ab workout everyday, worked on acting out a song, and I did a improv scene. I had never been in such helpful classes.

Musicals are my favorite, but let’s be real for a second. Music rehearsals aren’t my favorite thing ever. I love dance rehearsal, I love a put together of the show, and I love scene work, but music rehearsal is rough. Sitting in a chair with sheet music listening to parts for 3 hours isn’t fun, I don’t mind it but ugh. However, the fact that everyone had their harmonies nailed by the first rehearsal got me excited, and stunned at how talented everyone is. Not to mention the wonderful musical director who helped us so much.

Dance rehearsal is by far the best. The sweat, the joy, and the music brightened up my already bright day. The choreographer for Curtains expected a lot, and let’s keep in mind I’m not the best dancer, he was demanding and pushed me hard. I gained so much from being held at such a high standard. I had a reason to work at something harder than I had ever before, and in the end I got to feel proud that I knew what I was doing.

The rehearsals for the play, A Midsummer Night’s Dream, were fabulous. I got to play a fairy, as well as a mechanical. Both parts entirely different, and both extremely fun. The fairies were sassy, and annoyed. The mechanical I played was slightly stupid, and terrified on stage. The director yelled at us in Polish, made people run laps, re worked scenes for hours, and expected a lot. He taught us about intention, listening to our scene partners, and so much more.

Dorm life was limited because of our crazy schedule, but we had movie nights, field trips every Saturday, a talent show, a 1980’s themed dance, and a huge 4th of July celebration. One of my favorite nights was having a dance party in the common room, and once curfew hit we all went into one dorm room. We talked for hours, and I didn’t go back to my room until 3am. It was right before tech, but it was worth it because I got to know all of the girls so much better.

Opening for Midsummer went quite well. The show only got two performances, but we made them count. Everyone was and still are immensely talented, they brought so much to the parts and I couldn’t have been prouder to be on the same stage as them.

Opening for Curtains was slightly rocky for me because I stepped into a new role with one dress rehearsal left, but went smoothly for everyone else. The show was over flowing with talent. Everyone knew what they were doing, and made the show so darn strong. It was the biggest blessing to work with them. I couldn’t imagine doing the two shows without anyone else.

There is no way for anyone to understand the level of support I felt from everyone during camp, but especially when I was learning a new role. I am so grateful, and so stunned at how many hugs, sweet words, and kind reassuring smiles waited for me at my exits off stage. My heart is so full of love for each of you.

The last night of camp (7/23/16) came too fast. We had built a home away from home for each other that I couldn’t imagine leaving. I couldn’t imagine not having my roommate to say good night to, or having rehearsals with such beautiful people every day. I cried while watching the other casts show of Pippin backstage, and I cried during the slideshow and ceremony. I finally pulled it together for the lock in, where all 40 of us piled into the girls dorm common room. We ate tons of snacks, cuddled, watched movies, and got less than an hour of sleep. At 5am we wrapped ourselves in blankets and went out to the hill where we watched the sunrise. It got too cold, and we all booked it back inside after a while. I went back to my dorm and finished packing, then went back to the common room and fell asleep on the carpet. I woke up again and we all went to breakfast. My mom came to pick me up at 8:30am and saying goodbye to everyone broke my heart. It was a room filled with crying people, and very hard to endure.

The flight back home was long, and once I was home we all snap chatted constantly, and still are. This experience is the best one of my life yet, and I can’t wait to see the careers each person will have, because I know they will.


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The Telescope To Heaven


His emotion is polished like a purple peach

Shining in shades of gold

Floating in the pool on a summer day

The cool, clear water reflecting sugar

It’s taking sips of apple lemonade

A year’s worth of gardening in the dark

Finally blossoming in the spring

It’s the joy and city lights of the moon reflecting on our souls

Blue and white sky mixing in harmony

A sunset fading into black

Staying warm in the milky ice cold down pour of winter’s rain

A hot cup of tea warming my fingertips

It’s the cat’s pointy ears, and eyes of a sweet slimy snail

Confetti at a child’s birthday party

Bubbles of soap while washing the car

First love is bright like the light I write under


Can we all agree music is everything? Here are a select few of my favorites with attached youtube links.