I thought I’d take a break from organizing my sheet music to drop in and say ‘hi’ to all the familiar faces around here! Plus Ellie seems to have made it her mission to gum at least one corner of every piece of paper I pick up, so I figured for the paper’s safety it was best to lock it away until nap time. If anyone’s got any good distraction techniques to get her away from paper I’m all ears; you’d have my undying gratitude. 

Summer break can’t come fast enough...

It’s finals week here at NYU, and I cannot wait for it to be over, and for summer break to begin. I need a good few months of relaxing, or at least lower stress levels until I start summer classes in the second summer quarter. That being said, I know as soon as summer really kicks in, it’ll be way too hot and I’ll be praying for fall to hurry up and come around. 

The good news is

Telling Becky I couldn’t meet her after school for our daily Bannergate2k15 conference went easier than expected. She just yelled, “I’m free!” and then kissed me on the mouth and told me to call her if I ever broke up with Berry Styles.

My mind has a lot to process today. I’m counting down the minutes to when school’s over and I can clear my head with a good dose of broga. Sam’s word, not mine.

Can I just say a huge thank you to Quinn and Sam for looking after Ellie for a couple of hours the other day and giving us some much needed down time. I get the feeling she had a great time - she didn’t stop smiling for the rest of the day. If Uncle Sam and Aunt Quinn want to spend some more time with her anytime soon I think she’d be a very happy camper.

one long sleepless night || seblaine

Things weren’t going at all how Blaine had planned this summer. He and Kurt were supposed to be planning their wedding right now, but that all fell apart when Kurt said he didn’t want to get married anymore. And that made Blaine fall apart. He could only count himself lucky that it was the summer holidays soon after it so his NYADA grades didn’t slip too much. He’d have the summer break to pull himself together.

It wasn’t going to happen any time soon. he barely left the apartment - he’d moved into Sam and Mercedes’ place as they hadn’t sold it after leaving. - and whenever he did it was just to get more food or go to one of the nearby gay bars.

It’s where Blaine was now. It was a pretty decent place and he knew it wasn’t likely he’d run into Kurt here. They’d been here before but hadn’t went back as it was pretty pricey, and it was a while away from the loft. Blaine never hooked up when he was there and instead just spent most of the night drinking until he knew he was close to the point of being totally unable to get home, even if he called a taxi. And that was his plans for tonight. He’d only just arrived at the bar, and immediately, he sat down at the bar and ordered his first drink for tonight. He started off slow and took small sips while keeping an eye out for Kurt just in case he decided to come because he thought Blaine wouldn’t be here. Blaine wasn’t ready to face his ex-fiancé. Not yet.

Dalton…Dalton’s gone. I - I don’t…I - 
I’m not sure how to write this, it’s still…it’s…it feels wrong. 
There was an incident early this morning and a fire broke out. The fire service tried their best but Dalton Academy…is gone. As of right now the faculty are trying to figure out the best course of action. I - I don’t know what else to say…To the students who follow me the Principal will be in touch, but transfers to neighboring schools are looking to be the best option.
I’m so sorry.

It feels like it’s been ages since I last got on this thing. Then again, it also feels like I’ve been attending a never-ending funeral ever since Dalton burned down. I’m sure you’re all tired of hearing about it and have already encountered your own forms of grief, so I won’t go on about it. I know it sounds silly to say out loud (or well, type on screen), but I hope you’re all doing alright. Now that I no longer have an official teaching position at Dalton, it’s been a little difficult to keep in contact with my fellow ex–no, I can’t say it, it’s too terrible Warblers. And I never really considered myself to be in the fold with the new McKinley kids.