Hello.

My name is Holly. I am a 20- year old female. I live in Southern California, and just finished my 3rd year of college as a vocal performance major, which essentially means that I do a lot more work than a lot of other majors, and people still think it's not a real major. I can't talk too much though, because my better-half is a computer engineer, and he makes things that make me want to cry sometimes (Technology often frightens me). 

I think lists are good. And this isn't one of those Tumblr lists that are like "sweaters, tea, cuddling!". This is real. These are the ingredients to Holly.

• Cats, Kittens
• Any furry animal
• Any living creature (Except some types of insects, bacteria, or fungi. Although I do think moss is nice.)
• Bluegrass (This one took me a long time to pinpoint as the music that speaks to my soul, but once I figured it out, I really can't get enough.)
• Phantom of the Opera (I won't explain, just safely assume it constitutes over 50% of my being in direct and indirect ways.)
• Perfectionism with schoolwork (I do not mean being a good student, I mean obsessively collecting assignments, notes, compositions, sheet music, and then spending the next 2-3 years going through it and fixing small details. I really think therapy would help.)
• Max (Honestly, he's my better half. He takes the crazy out as much as he can, and without him in my life, I wouldn't be me.)
• I freaking love cheesecake
• Being an only child (Along with this comes 20 years of learning to entertain myself in ways such as enacting watering hole scenes with dinosaur chicken nuggets and BBQ sauce, also frequently talking to myself in various dialects, and occasionally pretending I'm an 19th century gentleman.)
• This weird hand life has dealt me where I am simultaneously trying to balance a conservative Mormon upbringing and beliefs and the very liberal social and political views that I have.
• And of course the hipster elements... trees, sunflowers, photography, tea, into the wild, slam poetry, poetry, being a hopeless romantic in love with the world, and the constant desire to run away and live in the forest until I am inevitably eaten by the animals that I love.

Currently, I can't complain. I just finished my juries today. Got my Mahler, Britten, and Mozart on. And it was good. It was super good, and I made upper division and junior recital approval. But I'm not coming back to BCCM next year or ever and essentially doing that whole running away to be with the love of my life thing.

The point really is, I love who I am. I am so blessed to be one of the few women who completely loves how she looks, her body, and her mind. I think I'm fascinating. In the most humble way...

-H.B.

(Holly Baba is a nickname my favorite Uncle gave me. I like it.)