busy busy bee

busy, busy, busy.
that's my week coming up. *sigh* actually, I haven't updated in awhile because I've been suck a busy little worker bee lately. newsflash to self: college just keeps getting more intense by the semester. I think I'm going to try to reverse that trend this fall, where I don't kill myself over 21 hours and 8 a.m. classes every day and a bazillion auditions and learning mountains of music and...oh, I'm just writing my own show. Can't say I'm like this huge martyr-driven overacheiver, just a busy, busy bee.

Why do people say that? "Busy bee?" Are bees busy? Honestly, that sounds dumb, but I think they just look busy. I don't think they actually are busy, they just exert so much energy from buzzing around so much. I think the busiest animal would be like a beaver or something...something that constantly hunts and nests and whatnot. Not really a bug...they don't seem to have very interesting lives.

Not to say that busy=interesting. Many a time it is quite the opposite. But right now, its keeping me semi-grounded, away from drama and other stupid goings-on, and makes the good times that much better. I love when everything seems so right...this weekend was like that (right before these insane weeks kick in). My parents visited, I spent time with great people, went to a great workshop, and oh I just freakin love Aly and Betsy. Like seriously, don't know what I would do without those women. Talk about destiny.

Destiny is interesting. I'm a believer. Predetermination is the coolest thing ever. Like God KNOWS what will happen to everyone every second of their lives. I wish there was some way we could know our destiny ahead of time, you know, so us college kids wouldn't have to be like, "AH!" all the time about what we're going to do after we get out of school. That would be great. But then I guess it would take out the mystery, and that's no fun.

This is such a random post. I think I'm super scatterbrained right now with all that's going on. At like 10 things are bopping around my head and I'm like "oh. I need to do that. crap." Don't you hate it when that happens? And then you can't sleep because you're stressed, and then you're mad because you really just need to sleep to prepare for all of these upcoming events, but you can't because your stressed AND pissed off....so you write a blogpost.

Trying to sleep,
K