I love guys who can sing.

Also, faiiiil, didn't post this last night. But I wrote it! This totally counts.
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Guys, I went to see Boyd's a cappella group The Spizzwinks at McCallie tonight...OH MY GOD YOU GUYS. LITERALLY. If you have never been to an a capella concert, you are missing out, my friend! My family and I went to see Straight No Chaser a few months ago (go look them up, right now), which is most definitely the most fun concert I've ever been to in my entire life.

And so thennnn I go to McCallie tonight all hyped up about seeing Boyd (he was obsessed with me sophomore year - basically I was on this team that kept Godspell from falling apart, except I was a sophomore with a bunch of seniors, and they loved me) and his group (because hello, I love a cappella), and I was TOTALLY BLOWN AWAY.

There are not even words to describe the phenomenon of a cappella unless you've seen it yourself. Like, literally you guys, I am so excited I am having difficulty composing my thoughts enough to make a coherent blog post. asdfawoifsd;hglzxjcv.

(also, I'm sure Emily will talk about how she totally got SERENADED...you should go stalk her blog after you finish reading this)

Anyways. Fun night. Every time I see some awesome performance, I'm torn between THIS IS WHY I WANT TO BE A STAR and oh-my-god-i-could-never-do-that-:(. Tonight's was different because obviously I'm never going to be in Yale's all-male a cappella group (a girl can dream), but I can still feel that frenetic energy that I get when I remember why I love to perform.

Yes, I want to be star. If I had a backbone I would go to an arts school and major in musical theater and BE a star, making my living as an actress (preferably on some tour of a musical or something - after I saw Legally Blonde in September I have been completely and irrevocably obsessed with the idea). Buuuuut, well, it's not practical. And I come from a family where practicality is the norm, perfection is expected.

Take my first cousins on my dad's side. The oldest son works for Kevin Spacey in LA. Yes, The Kevin Spacey. He drives him around in his Ferrari sometimes. Also, this cousin looks like Prince William. The oldest daughter graduated from Harvard with a major in Arabic and some other obscure something, and now she's looking for jobs with the United Nations. And finally, their younger brother is a junior at Duke, where he is a total star in the musical theater department and everyone loves him (he's the only one besides me who has the theater gene). Their dad? He went to Duke, and he's a computer programmer for some awesome company that's made him rich. Yeah. And they're not unusual.

Anyways, back to my point (did I have one?) -- I want to be a star. I want to make my living doing what I love. I want to be an actress if it kills me. When I'm in my more determined moods I say I WILL be an actress if it kills me. But, again, it's not practical, and I'm not a star...not yet, anyways. Therefore, my parents won't pay for my college education if I major in theater, and they're sure as hell not going to support me traipsing off to NYC and trying to Make It Big (um, like I could?).

Anyways, I'm not trying to rant here, haha. Basically I'm going to double-major in theater and biology in college, because I do love biology, and it's a guarantee that I won't literally be a starving artist.

SO YES. The Spizzwinks were amazing. I want to be a star, and so help me I will.