Ladies and gentlemen, I have reached a social-networking milestone.

As you can see I have finally surpassed my one thousandth follower in the Twitter realm. I appreciate all of your loyal support and fan tweets, as well constructive criticism. I understand that some of you think you know the theater world better than myself but I beg to differ.

Anyway, I have come a long way from when I created this account. When I first activated my Twitter I was a mere glee club member, over-involved in a mess of student activities, trying to make my way through the mediocre world of public high school in the Midwest. I also had Mike Chang teach me how to use a hashtag.

Outside of the world wide web, I’ve also come far. Being apart the New Directions taught me so much and despite finding my place here in New York, I miss each and every one of my teammates/friends. I know you will all go places.
As for my future, I still have BIG goals in mind that this city has yet to see. NYADA is only the beginning and though life isn’t exactly the way I may have envisioned last school-year I have a feeling the rest of this year is going to bring BERRY good things.

As Barbra Streisand would say: “You’ve got to discover what you do, and trust it”.

Much love from your favorite stunning young ingenue,
☆Rachel Berry

Greetings loyal fans.

I know it’s been a lengthy amount of time since I blogged on here but I’ve been much to busy for social networking. I am currently settled in a new apartment at the heart of big, beautiful New York City. Also I’m officially one month in to my freshman year at NYADA. The adjustment to college life was hard; my roommate never actually introduced herself to me, nor did she reply to my friendly sticky notes filled with “get to know you” questions and hellos, but I did hear disturbing sounds coming from her side of the bedroom on more than one occasion. Needless to say that problem has been resolved now that I’m living in a very sophisticated, adult apartment with none-other than my best friend forever, Kurt Hummel. Okay so it’s not exactly the Manhattan loft I’d envisioned but with some sprucing up and a good paint-job, it’ll do!

Classes are going well. It’s odd being somewhere with so many talented people. In Glee club my competition was minimal to say the least. One course in particular has been….eventful. I don’t know if my dance instructor is jealous of my potential or racist towards the Jewish people but she hates me. Frankly, I’m looking at this as a challenge. People are always going to hate you in the world of showbusiness but you’re also going to have dozens of online fan bases to make up for that.

Now for the matters of the heart…..Finn.
It’s been almost exactly four months on the dot and he’s yet to contact me. I know I promised to surrender and move forward and let things pan out but it’s harder than I ever would’ve imagined. Especially being in a place so big and new. It makes me feel smaller than I’ve ever felt before; which is ironic considering I came here to make it BIG.

There is a new boy who I’ve befriended and for the purposes of discretion and privacy we will call him BILLY (after the love interest in Funny Lady, the sequel to Funny Girl in which the love interest in Nick-AKA Finn). I do not want him happening across my blog. “Billy” is very nice and handsome and incredibly sexy. He’s shown an interest in me but I don’t know what I should do about it. I’m not ready to move on from Finn completely and definitely not ready to be with someone new. But the thought has crossed my mind.
Oh the woes of love in the lives of stunning young ingenues! Someday this will make a great chapter in the cinematic version of my autobiography (to be entitled “From Baster to Broadway”).

I conclude with this quote from none-other than my idol Ms.Streisand: “I don’t care what you say about me, just make sure to spell my name wrong.”
Be inspired, ladies and gentlemen.

Your favorite star-to-be,

Rachel Berry ★

Anonymous asked: Do you miss Finn?

Yes, incredibly. But he’s giving me space and I have to respect that. I can’t spend my new life dwelling on the past. I mean who knows. There may be new things around the corner.

Anonymous asked: Any idea what your going to do since your not going to get in nyada?

I have comprised a list of possible occupations.

They include homeless street singer, struggling restaurant vocalist, underpaid music teacher, and unemployed community theater volunteer.

Since the tender age of 3 days old I showed signs of being destined for stardom. Rumor has it my dads saw my little baby booties tap dancing against the wall of my crib during my afternoon naps before I could even crawl. By age four I knew what I wanted and I went for it. Ballet, tap, vocal lessons, acting classes-I did everything I could to rise to the top, because I knew one day it would all pay off.

The social element of suburban public schooling proved to be a tedious and unforgiving daily trauma. People here in Lima, Ohio never understood me and I survived by counting down the years, months, weeks until I could finally break free and make it to the one place where I knew I’d feel at home: New York City. Broadway.

Unfortunately though, it looks like I’ve been wrong. One mistake ruined years of hard work and I don’t know where I’m going from here. All I know is I can’t let it get to me. Because even if I’m not a star, I’m still Rachel Barbra Berry. I’m still strong.