When was the last time I did so much in a day, and managed to enjoy myself thoroughly throughout?
So maybe I've been wrong about a few things.
Maybe my class isn't completely rude and dumb and...sporty. Alright, they're clearly sporty. I think I just proved to my class how much of a failure I am at sports. How far I have fallen. But besides some audacious behaviour that I've just begun to understand, they're actually...quite nice.
And maybe Astronomy Club is a serious contender for my main CCA. I told the Writer's Guild interviewers that WG was my clear first choice. I'm not sure that's the truth anymore.
I learnt all that today. I'm aching, but I'm smiling. It's been a while since that last happened.
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- letter to a good friend
- new blogskin
- con moto; the winds of change
- turn of the wind
- croak...?
- frog
- skip
- Katy Perry: Peacock
- had to get it out of my system
- paper cones and colliding galaxies
- today's lessons
- doors
- regretting isn't enough, is it?
- brave little resolution
- nothing once again
- classes
- four stories
- seaside
- oh well
- slipping away
- a dream
- who they are
- the brighter the sun
- gone, all gone
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