FEMINIST: the person who believes in the social, political, and economic equality of the sexes. Jane Hayward • Sixteen • Senior I'm happy to see that you've managed to stumble upon my blog. My name is Jane Hayward and I am a senior at William McKinley School for the Arts where I am a proud member of the New Directions. While I loved being in a proper school with normal classes, being able to be in a school that strictly is based on the arts has been a complete blessing in my life.
Don't let it fool you though, I have no intentions of changing my plans on being a lawyer or changing the world. If you're searching for me, you will more than likely find me with my group of friends: Madison, Spencer and Alistair -- or you'll find me with my boyfriend Mason McCarthy. We are the school's power couple and we hold that title with complete and total pride.
Have any questions? I would be more than happy to answer them!
Uhm… I mean.. It’s not that I want you to make all the decisions. My first song was really sexual so nevermind. But there’s always Going Nowhere by Saint Beauty?
Yeah, I think that’ll be fun too, babe! We can do that. Way better than my idea, honestly. Though I had another idea too, but I’m not too sure about it. But I like this one, even if it sounds kinda… musical theatre to me? I think it’s cute though and definitely us!
Are you sure it’s better than your suggestion? Can you just...tell me it? We’re a team, you know? I can’t make all the decisions -- you know, as much I like to do that.
Because I’m really not sure my idea is good, Jane.
Okay you’re being...odd. Hm. I do have one. It’s a Kerrigan-Lowdermilk song, we can substitute our names in there and change the little dialogue part but I think it’ll be fun. So here?
How are the ideas coming? Because I think the list I'm compiling is not doing the trick. Maybe we can do a mashup, of sorts.
Okay, so I had an idea! But… it’s not… technically about a vacation? I mean, I don’t know why you thought I’d have an answer. During country week I sung Nick Jonas….. I’m not entirely the best. And the song I’m thinking of isn’t… really a guy/girl song. Not that it matters! But I feel like you wouldn’t be okay with this song.
I didn’t want to be a bad boyfriend, and I wasn’t like… demoralizing you or anything! Stay where it’s warm, okay? We’ll see each other tomorrow. Can we Skype until I fall asleep though?
Do you honestly think I would be willing to come over if I felt you were demoralizing me or being a bad boyfriend? You wanted company and I offered to come and be that company for you. The offer still stands, but we can definitely Skype if you’d rather that.
I’m just saying it’s late, cold and snowing. You could like, wind up dead in a ditch somewhere and no popcorn is worth that. Not even that super good stuff from the Boy Scouts.
So, I walked home from school and Diana was gone. Apparently work called her away. Joy. Either way, party at my place! Or… something. It’s so quiet here… except like the Lumineers playing in the background.
At least you got the hard part over with. Or maybe this part is harder than filling the apps out, I’m not sure. Definitely keeping me busy. I think my face has been stuck in a book for the last week.
I feel like I’m drowning in work -- and parents breathing down my neck about Princeton and Harvard. I’m sure I’ll hear back soon, but they’re certainly making it ten times more stressful for me. Whoever said senior year was going to be fun, fibbed just a little bit.
Unless this is a special jockheads-only SAT, I don’t think subbing in the word quarterback or football for whatever they’re talking about will help all that much. Besides, I’m good at football–don’t make me suck at that too, Jane.
Thanks, though. I’ll figure it out; you don’t gotta go out of your way or anything. Have you heard back from Harvard or wherever you’re gonna go yet? How many places are fawning over you to grace their hallowed halls of higher learning?
I don’t really see you sucking at football, Spence. You’ve got a natural thing with it, that doesn’t go away.
Princeton and Harvard. Not yet, but hopefully they’ll be letting me know soon. My mom thinks I should’ve sent in an application to Yale as well, but that school just didn’t really connect with me. What about you, Spencer? Where are the football Gods sending you to grace with your skills on the field?