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she is a daughter of cassiopeia. her home is among the stars, high above reality. she's trying to be good, trying to accept that change is as constant as she is, trying to succeed. she's trying. a star playing connect-the-dots with everything around her, wish upon her as she streaks across the sky - she'll do anything to give you happiness, because she doesn't know how to start pursuing her own. she pulsates with light, if only she weren't blinded.

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* Tuesday, June 18 *


Haven't blogged in a really long while, ne? School keeps one rather busy...

Anyway...

I'm part of the old class in a new class room on a new floor in the old building. It doesn't bug me as much anymore. (Although the rooms are PINK, I'd say I've dealt with everything after the first day of school rather well...)

Weird... I just took this "Which High School Uniform Are You?" test, I had to try three times to get Poveda...

Okay, so back to the topic of school... Soc. Sci is now my favorite subject. *gasp* Why not English, you ask? Simple, it's more fun to recite in Sir dela Pena's class. Strange, but very true. I hate Lab class. I find Math class extremely BORING! Science is sooo SLOW. Dancing for P.E. class sucks! I think I'll be diagnosed with rheumatism before the term is over. Music is a complete and total burden. I hate IW with a passion that rivals my love for chocolate. That's class in a nutshell, I suppose.

Clubs is a different story altogether. For those of you who've been confused with my ever-changing mind, yes I did stick with PMM/Glee. I wasn't supposed to. When I had finally strengthened my resolve to change clubs, I saw the members list and the rest... well, I guess it's history. Someone up there really doesn't want me to be in Writer's Club.

It's fine now, I guess. It doesn't bother me the way it did last year. PMM is a really fun club... even if you are only watching on the sidelines. Nicky said, "PMM is boring... if you're a loner." But that doesn't apply to me. I have a pretty good attention span when it comes to people, so it wasn't boring at all. This year is going to be different based on what I've seen so far. I've come to terms that most of the people in PMM don't really like me much, why should they, after all? Hell, the only reason I became an officer in the club is because jo-anne nominated me and no one else could be an officer. Everyone was already involved in everything else. I couldn't find the right ground with them, so I was left in my own little corner. I've got a little bit more perspective this year, so I guess I won't be left in the dark completely. That's it for now, I guess.

Oh... one last thing... I do not like the way the freshmen sing and the way they talk as well.


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