Mood: still sick
Music: Star Wars (LIndsay and Kristin are cheorographing a duel)
Still sick, but going to the Jars of Clay concert tonight. As I leave for my fourth State LAtin Convention tommorow, I thought I'd reflect quickly on past conventions.
My First Convention
I was sick, drugged up on someone's allergy medicine, and obsessed with a team member. Idolized Holly and Ali, who were horrid and mean, and I didn't like Kristin, because Holly and Ali were nice to her, and not me. Which, it turns out, is not even true. Met the gorgeous Mr. Hall, and fell in love with the Maclay guys... Played certamen rather well, and had a great time. We went to Epcot, however, and that sucked.
Year II
Was now friends with Kristin, and ran for State office, which took up every waking moment of my time, and many of the ones I should've been sleeping. Met a zillion people, and although I only remember this now, first saw Jason Morgan. Played certamen, not very well. Ali still mean, Holly had graduated to torture others.
Last Year
Very good friends with Kristin, and knew a ton of people. Went by in a big friendly blur of dancing, buzzing, and hanging out. Mr. Hall not there... Finally friends with Ali, only cool after graduation. Geez, why couldn't she have been nice earlier...
Now embarking upon my last convention as a JCLer, I'm compelled to say I should've studied more, and campaigned less, read more Cary and Scullard, and stayed up talking less. However, I've had the time of my life, and met some great friends. I can't wait for convention this weekend, and I might just cry when it's over. But thus is life, and it goes in stages. I was lucky enough to go as a JCLer for four years, and maybe I'll keep it up in the SCL (hmm, other problem as I posed as an SCLer last summer with great success, and these people are bound to notice I'm still in JCL...oh well)
Now, to be less sentimental..
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I rock. And I AM Jean Grey.
Music: Star Wars (LIndsay and Kristin are cheorographing a duel)
Still sick, but going to the Jars of Clay concert tonight. As I leave for my fourth State LAtin Convention tommorow, I thought I'd reflect quickly on past conventions.
My First Convention
I was sick, drugged up on someone's allergy medicine, and obsessed with a team member. Idolized Holly and Ali, who were horrid and mean, and I didn't like Kristin, because Holly and Ali were nice to her, and not me. Which, it turns out, is not even true. Met the gorgeous Mr. Hall, and fell in love with the Maclay guys... Played certamen rather well, and had a great time. We went to Epcot, however, and that sucked.
Year II
Was now friends with Kristin, and ran for State office, which took up every waking moment of my time, and many of the ones I should've been sleeping. Met a zillion people, and although I only remember this now, first saw Jason Morgan. Played certamen, not very well. Ali still mean, Holly had graduated to torture others.
Last Year
Very good friends with Kristin, and knew a ton of people. Went by in a big friendly blur of dancing, buzzing, and hanging out. Mr. Hall not there... Finally friends with Ali, only cool after graduation. Geez, why couldn't she have been nice earlier...
Now embarking upon my last convention as a JCLer, I'm compelled to say I should've studied more, and campaigned less, read more Cary and Scullard, and stayed up talking less. However, I've had the time of my life, and met some great friends. I can't wait for convention this weekend, and I might just cry when it's over. But thus is life, and it goes in stages. I was lucky enough to go as a JCLer for four years, and maybe I'll keep it up in the SCL (hmm, other problem as I posed as an SCLer last summer with great success, and these people are bound to notice I'm still in JCL...oh well)
Now, to be less sentimental..
 | You kick ass, have super powers, what more could a movie want? Maybe the destruction of a national monument? |
I rock. And I AM Jean Grey.
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