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Camps, Cars, and Dancing Machines
Well, Bruins, Zero Week is next week. The best summer of my life is officially coming to a close and there are countless people to thank for it. Warning: this post is lengthy (but still doesn’t do this summer justice) because I just have a lot of feelings.
ASUCLA retreat was a bittersweet close and an exciting beginning. This has been one of the most challenging and empowering roles I have ever had the fortune to serve. Old board has served as irreplaceable mentors and friends. New board is ready for action and I can’t wait to see what we become.
Raven was finally able to convince me I “had time” for UniCamp this year. Now, my heart is absolutely bursting with the love I was showed by our campers and everyone involved in this exceptional organization. I pray that I have made even a fraction of the positive impact on your lives that you have made on mine through our work on mental and emotional health. Even moving campsites couldn’t stop my fierce co’s and the rest of our session. Our LShip of Tres, Red, and Panda were a force to be reckoned with and I don’t think I have ever laughed so hard with anyone else in my life. Raven. Head Counselor. Oh captain, my captain. You are the brand of leader I hope to be. I will never be able to thank you enough. Columbia is lucky to have you.
Four weeks on the road with someone I kindof-sortof knew(about) gave me one of my dearest friends and the courage to be honest about what I want in life. This grand chaos included catching a sunrise at the Grand Canyon, sober karaoking in a town you’ve never heard of, marveling at how beautiful Texas actually is, befriending oyster shuckers in New Orleans, enjoying all-star treatment at Disney’s Animal Kingdom, Prius off-roading in the Everglades, experiencing a new level of fear during a ghost tour in Savannah, watching the sun set over the National Mall from the roof of the W in DC, falling in love with NYC all over again, and so much more. Photos and more stories to come.
In an effort to follow through with my commitment to doing things I love that scare me, I wandered out to an audition for Foundations Choreography after being promised by dearest Miyagi that they don’t cut people. What I found was a beautiful family of people committed to sharing their passion for dance with beginner and intermediate dancers. I am honored to be a part of this fam with Squirtle Squad, Gen1. Como mi madre siempre dice, sigue bailando.
My life is currently a hot mess of nearly finished projects and exciting new horizons. I’m keeping the strength to say no to things I don’t need and yes to things that I love. Here are a few notes to people I love.
My roomies: you are everything I could have hoped for and more. Here’s to adventures to come and our wonderful home.
BOD: y’all kick ass. I’m ready to work and I know you are too.
ResLife: I can’t escape (probably because I don’t completely want to) and I thank you for keeping me in your hearts.
UniCamp Sesh 2 aka Two-Rexies: you make my soul sing. You also reminded me how to love myself.
Kelsey: you are Indiana Jones, Jack Kerouac, and Amy Poehler rolled into one and then some. Can’t wait for our next adventure!
Literally everyone we saw/met on our road trip: thank you for reinvigorating my life.
Squirtle Squad: Squirtle squirtle squirtle, squirtle squirtle squirtle squirtle SQUIRTLE! ❤
Moriarty: you keep me sane and remind me it’s ok to be “crazy.” I’m so proud of you.
Watson: revolution is coming. Glad you’re still with me after all these years.
Mycroft: you and Nikkie are the reasons for everything I am and aspire to be. Never forget that.
Irene: my beautiful, powerful, incredible human rights partner in crime, stay gold.
“The secret of change is to focus all of your energy, not on fighting the old, but on building the new.”
5th year, let’s go.
CarlyDreme 