Early Memoirs of a(soon-to-be) Cultural Icon

Yesterday I made the decision to change a few fundamental things about myself physically, in order to illustrate how different I am as a person. My hair was the first to go. Then, of course, there was this:

( The new me )

((OOC: ignore the hair color! Just do it!))

I love you. I love you. I love you so much and I'm so sorry.

I think I'm having memories.

They're back. Or coming back? I can't remember. I just know...

Things are clearer. I'm clearer.

I can't tell what this means. Things are hard. I was really happy, wasn't I?

I don't know what's happening.

I've decided to embrace our mandatory power training. If I'm going to have the ability, it at least makes sense for me to be able to use it. So, those of Zeta team, I fully intend for us to accomplish something in our meetings. If we have to do this, it only makes sense that we do it well.

I've done a bit of practice on my own since our first meeting, and believe I must have already had some modicum of control over the manipulation of time. Once I found the trigger, I was able to do quite a bit. I think this shall remain my focus for the time being. It's much preferred to trying to find my own stake in things that I previously had an interest in.

Today, I recieved a call from The Juilliard school. The name immediately rang a bell, because I had been finding little notes to myself in odd places with simply that name last Friday's date, and had done a small amount of research to see exactly what it was.

The call was to inform me that my lack of attendance to my pre-scheduled audition was grounds for forfeit, and that this call was to officially confirm that I was no longer being considered for admission.

Just exactly how important was this to me? I have a sinking feeling that I may have an idea.

I think that I should probably be left alone for a few days. I ruined things even further for my father by landing in the hospital, and what I've learned is that my instability is compounded by this ability. I should just stay away for awhile. If you would like to visit my father, feel free. My home, though, is currently off limits. It's for the best.

Noah is missing, from what I've heard. I'm ashamed to say that I didn't even notice he was gone until I arrived home today. I'll look through everything he's left here, to see if there is anything we can go on. Please, someone let me knew if you find out anything. Enough has happened to him lately; he doesn't need this too.


Thank you all for reading.

-Rachel

I didn't know how to announce this, but my father informed me of the existence of this journal, and where I could find the password.

I've apparently lost all of the memories of my life. I don't know why, but my dad Hiram seems to be convinced that it has something to do with the storm. Apparently my other father, Leroy, was hurt because of the storm as well, and is in a coma.

Dad doesn't want me to see him, yet. He's insisted on having me examined first. I don't believe there would be much benefit to attempting to have me mourn for a man I don't even remember, so I understand his worry.

I understand that I was out of control during the storm the other day, and I apologize. Both for my actions, and for not knowing anyone. I realize now that you're probably all my friends.

To the boy that I hurt: I can't express my regret enough. I'm glad to hear that you're doing okay (I hope that you got my flowers), and I'm so very, very sorry. I still don't know what exactly happened, but I just hope you can forgive me.

Thank you all for reading. :)


-Rachel

I wonder what today will bring?

Hmm...

;)

Forty-eight years ago today, a legend was born. Although not quite on-par with the Bernadettes and Pattis that swept us away in their adult years, this woman inspired children and wowed adults all over the world with her chesty belt and fire engine red hair. She was one of my first inspirations as a young performer, and her show was one of the first that I ever attended live.

Yes, that's right, ladies and gentleman. I'm talking about the great Andrea McArdle. No Annie since has quite reached her level of notoriety.

To commemorate this occasion, I present you with one of Andrea's more recent versions of Tomorrow. While much more stripped-down, it is no less poignant.



[Private to Kurt]

Kurt, I have checklists, notes, and a storyboard or two for Into the Woods that I put far too much work into to discard. I believe they would be of great use to you. Would you like them?

So, I am two days away from my self-imposed deadline for college applications, and I find myself facing a serious dilemma. As it turns out, early decision deadlines for both NYU Tisch and NYADA, my number two and number three schools, respectively, fall before auditions for my dream school, Juilliard.

( My Sophie's Choice )

[Private to Glee Club Members and Dave]

Speaking of the future, my new found ability sent me on a very interesting trip. I learned very important things that will come in handy for our navigation of our life as superhumans. I will be calling a meeting very soon, once I finish some very key research. Stay alert.

...and tights.




( Dance, magic dance )

Thus week is shaping up to be a fantastic one so far! My preparation for the school musical is shaping up quite nicely. Very soon, I will be narrowing my choices down to the top five. I'll have a decision in no time. Kurt - meeting to brainstorm our decisions? I'm entirely sure you'll be auditioning as well, correct?

Glee is once again underway! Although I cannot say that I believe we received the cream of the crop this year in terms of our younger applicants named Abigail, I do think we will be wildly successful in our endeavors this time. Stay tuned for more ideas on how to come up with competition-worthy songs!!

Matt, I must compliment you on your party this weekend. After being very reluctant to attend while completely sober, I was pleasantly surprised by the enjoyable I had. I hope everyone else enjoyed it as well!

As many of you know by now, Finn and I broke up and I've been trying to forget about it but it still just hurts but he can't know because it has to stick.

It was entirely my decision, so all blame for any awkwardness should go directly to me because I did the right thing even though it still feels wrong and I miss him but we just don't work and my dreams come first because they have to.

I promise, to the best of our ability, our relationship woes will not effect our performance abilities. We're still friends, after all if we can ever figure out how.

Hello friends! I'm very excited to be back in school, completing my senior year and assuring that the glee club takes the victory at Nationals, assuring our entrance into the National High School Show Choir Hall of Fame.

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About You
Name: Erin
Email: encore28@gmail.com
AIM name: emonkey889
RP Experience: A little over two years playing Paige Halliwell (Charmed) in a yahoo chat group (back when that was a thing)
Did you read the rules and the FAQ? Yes and yes

About The Character

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Name: Rachel Barbra Berry
Journal: sg_rachel
Graduation Year: 2012
School Activities: Glee Club, Speech Club, Black Student Union, Muslim Students Club, Mock United Nations Club, Renaissance Club, Drama Club, McKinley High Academic Team
Class Schedule: AP English 12, Drama I/II, AP Latin IV, Mentoring and School Leadership (Study Hall), IAP, AP Environmental Science, AP European History, Symphonic Choir
After School Job: Part-time teaching ballet to 3-7 year olds at the Lima JCC; teaching Hebrew classes to 5-10 year olds at Temple Beth Israel-Shaare Zedek for every weekend.
Sexuality: Heterosexual as far as she knows, but she is very well aware that sexuality is fluid and she is determined to love who she loves, regardless of gender.
Birthday & Other Important Dates: DOB: December 18, 1994; Date of first dance competition(and win): April 1, 1995; Date of first pageant won: September 5, 1997; Date she met her mom: May 25, 2010
Supernatural Ability: Time Manipulation: Ability to affect the flow of time by slowing, accelerating, reversing, or stopping it, level 5

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