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Tuesday, August 2, 2011
Hey now, we gonna make it rain somehow /8:56 PM

With so many intermittent pauses between my blog posts, I find it a real chore to grapple on to my cloud of thoughts. Like the express train in Harry Potter, my thoughts vanish into an unknown portal-somewhere between the third and fourth of a quarter. But I chase after it, with the knowledge that I was going head-on with the wall. Crash and fall, it was worth it.

I finally got down to buying my new bag and its completely different from the picture I had uploaded in my previous post. My taste of brand has change but it made me discover my inclination for the color black rather than the flashy tinge of loud shades. Still putting up with the random name calling of 'Mat bag' but either way, it's a metamorphosis from the old, conventional camping haversacks we lug to school.

Today went rather haywire. In the morning, I flared up at my class again--inside of course. It was pathetic--whatever I'm referring to, it's definitely lesser than what I can term class spirit. A third had departed for their retest, which was an implicit signal that fitness was a worry for my class. Amongst the rest left stranded (I use this word because they looked out of place in PE and under the son), a third took the wisest choice to sit in the shade and the remaining few of us couldn't even compromise on a game of soccer. So our preferences deviated our presence and then there were cliques once more. The scene just reminds me of professors in lab coats dancing in the rain--they don't and they will never. Perhaps, that may be the disastrous state of my cohesion with the class. I find it ironic that I'm the class monitor. It's becoming more forced out than genuinely appealing to the class to listen. I do what I do because I want class spirit but it's impossible and I know it. Given a choice, I would just sit out of all these commitments and be silent, just as all of them are... so maybe I do belong.

And that worries me. Alot.

But on a more postive note, I am finally rising up the ranks in the field of Drama Feste (: I started out as the solo stagehand who was desperate for CCA points but now that I found out such events didn't count, it didn't matter--the points of course, not my commitment! Sticking around, I went from being promoted to a calefare and now a substitute actor who is replacing one of the more major characters in the play. I wouldn't pride myself on my acting skills but I'm really elated and stoked about my recent induction as a formal actor..

So much to say but it's time to bade.

Farewell.

Let the rain dance start.

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Sean (:
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