it's over. and i'm sad.

because it's all done. people who are going to different schools i'll never meet again. i will never get to know them better or learn more about them and why they were the way they were. i'll never get to laugh with them again. it's saddens me. but it's all so new. freshman. i'm a freshman. i think that sounds so--sad. we ruled the school a mere day ago. we conquered. we were on top of the world. now it all clunks down and we have to climb our ways up. i mean, high school means life gets even MORE complicated. even MORE people are allowed freedoms never issued before. even MORE mistakes are made and fights fought. even MORE laughter is sought. it's just a lot MORE, and i don't know how i feel about it. i think i should feel great. I think it should feel accomplishing. and it is. but it also frightens me of the future. what the future has in store for ME. all i know is, it's gonna be good. it has to be good. high school will be the next great adventure. and i just can't wait. i'm climbin' my way back up to where i was. i'm going to learn how to fly higher than i was. i'm going to be...amazing.
high school...
i just can't believe it.
i just can't wait.
x3
maithreyi

graduation

as we go on, we remember, all the times we spent together. as our lives change. come whatever, we will still be friends forever.
i love my friends much. x3 today was great. i didn't win anything, and i care, but not too much.
=]
today was about letting go. and being free. and leaving.
yeah, leaving. everything changing. i think change is healthy once in a while.
it helps clean out the practice rooms. =P

`love everyone always.
maithreyi.

final fling!

it was amazing.
the dress= perfect.
shoes= perfect.
hair= perfect.
=]
everyone was amazingly beautiful.
I was amazingly beautiful.
i'm so happy.
it was so much fun.
even the gym looked awesome.

that's all my best friends.
starting from the one in blue,
joee, chelsea, davis, albert, me, taylor, jess, and caroline.
x3

these are some really smart, amazing girls whom i love.
=]
from left to right, ellen, emily, neha, me, and rachel!

that's me at my backyard. =]

me and my favorite floridian, jess. x3

that's davis, me, albert, coe, and chelsea.
=]
so yeah, that was final fling.
canobie is on monday.
i just can't wait.
love everyone always,
maithreyi.

rants.

i'm the head of my song.
"do you believe in magic"
classic cover, i know, but it is a good song.
and it's catchy.
and i can sing it well.
i'm basically carrying the song, which i am glad about.
then there's my friend who came back from a extended vaca in okalakamukmuk.
i'm so glad. but so scared.
everyone is basically paired off, or planning on it in the next few weeks.
i'm completely and irrevocably single.
but my friend who just got back has a plan.
that in itself scares me, but the fact that this plan involves me and other people makes me altogether terrified.
what to do?
wait. she won't even tell me who this involves.

yeah, frightening.

then there's our play that debuts on friday and is done by end of saturday.
it is the funniest play i've ever been in.
(shh. it's the only play i've ever been in.)
there's pop guns, 2nd graders, and a dead canary.
what's not to love?

my friend who lives in florida is coming up tomorrow to visit cuz she's a b-towner at heart.
i love her and my friends SO much.
i can't think of living anywhere else but here. except for cty.
and college.
which i STILL need to figure out.

what the hell am i going to DO with my life?
what is the meaning of life, the universe, and everything?
i know it isn't 42.

and the question of life, the universe and everything hasn't even been thought of yet...
sigh.
what are you going to do.
what do you want to be.
what are you.
who are you.
these are things i SHOULD know.
but i don't.
not really.
vaugely, yes. but fully to the extent i need to, NO.
what am i, really?
am i meant to be a writer?
do i have the temperment?
could i ever write something anyone would read?
i'm not talking little known book that people in my hometown buy cuz i wrote.
i'm talking dan brown's da vinci code. i'm talking angels and demons, harry potter, absalom, absalom, rise of rebellion.stuff people need to read to live. people need to read.
people WANT to read. and share and enjoy.
but i don't know WHY i want this.
i want the pride, duh.
i want the accolades.
i want to be a writer.
but WHY?
how is a writer preferable to eating?
that is my question for the next years of my high school life.
and where the hell does PE fit into this?
i will never know.
and i know somewhere in this life i AM going to end up using musical theater in business.
that is absolute.
i know music will prevail the storms of hardships.
but i need to know if writing can.
cuz that is all i've ever wanted to be.
a WRiTER.
-maithreyi shankar. the writer.

new dress.

i am NOT wearing the simple.
and that's all i'm saying about that.
=]
i WILL look pretty.
yay.
i can't help thinking of michelle branch's lyrics, " Beauty lies within" when i think of getting all dressed up for anything.
i feel like i'm cheating on my values, but it feels good.
=]
real good.