This is How I Am.

Last night I felt the pang of good student guilt, and I did all of my late work for AP Lit. Literally from 3-8 with minimal distraction. My lord.

Today I have my first ever forensics competition. I decided to do Radio Broadcasting because I'm thinking about minoring in communications, and at the time, it seemed like a good idea...but now I'm super crazy nervous. I'm probably gonna suck.

What happens is I'm going to get a packet of stories, and I have to chose one world new, one national, and one local. I have to do a sports story and a weather story. I have to do a commercial. I have thirty minutes with this stuff I've never seen before. And it has to be between 4:90-5:10 long.

THESE ARE THINGS.

I'm so nervous I think I'm going to be sick. I'll update when I'm done. Merow.

AHHH.

I Was Stupid But I'm Better

Hey so remember how like a million people told me, "You'll never be able to stop singing!" or "You should totally keep doing shows!"
And I was stupid as was like "No way I'm quitting cold turkey no more music because I won't make any money womp womp sour puss."
Yeah well guess how long that lasted?
I was talking to my grandparents tonight about wanting to try out for another show, and I was like "I'm coming out of retirement. I need to do another show."
And they say..."Taylor, its been since November."

Ahh, yupp.

I can't stop. I won't stop. And sorry to everyone I said I would, because you were right and I was wrong. So there. :) Here we go, I'll let you guys know how auditions go when they happen!

I love you.

Taylor May.

I Heart Nick Sparks.

I like Nicholas Sparks.
I know this shouldn’t be some sort of confession, or some sort of shameful statement, but I feel like it is. I am in no way a literary genius, but part of me wants to cover my copy of “Dear John” or “The Lucky One” in some sort of paper so I can tell people it’s our friend Billy Shakespeare instead.
But why? What is it about cheesey books that makes lit nerds cringe? I will stand by my literary choices, and I’ll tell you why.

That man knows exactly what he’s doing when he’s writing what he does. He knows his target market, and it sells. He’s been pulling heartstrings since “the Notebook” in 1996. I was two when that book was published and I still can say it is one of the heart wrenching love stories of our time. BUT WAIT, there’s more. Because he did it again with “A Walk To Remember.” Everybody knows that’s sad. Everyone. This guy is making bank on every book he writes, and that’s because, though it may be the same template each time, these are the stories that teenage girls and even moms fawn over. He’s got his dynamic, and he owns it. There is no way you can say you didn’t get a little teary eyed at the end of “The Notebook.” Com’on.

Not that art is all about making money. Actually, art isn’t about money at all. But this is another truth that some lit nerds refuse to see: literature doesn’t always needs to be deep. books don’t have to be really all that meaningful, or enlighten you in some way by the end. Books can just be a way to escape our average, stupid, monotonous day to day. (Okay, stupid monotony is a little bit of an exaggeration.) Maybe we don’t learn something about ourselves by the last page, but that doesn’t mean we don’t enjoy it. Even a little bit.

And maybe this is coming from someone who just gets too emotionally invested, but every time I get to the end of a Nicholas Sparks book, I hate it. Not because the ending is poorly written (most of the time) but because the book is over. I love me some sap. I just can't help it.

I love you Nick Sparks... Oh, and I love you guys, too. <3 Taylor May

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