It never seces to amaze me at how much I change. Last year I was interested in the school's robotics club, and now I'm rudely put back in it without being asked if I wanted to come back and I hate it in there. Incessant arguments, screaming seventh graders tell me one of the elder members to lighten up when there are tasks to be taken caer of. But that doesn't matter when come next week I'm not going back. Oh well if they close the club down I don't care. Maybe they can finally grasp manners... Last year I was all into the brighter side of life, but know I know the darker end of the spectrum and I'm diving deeper into it. Music is still iffy, but my clothing style has changed considerbly from bright colors to darker colors.
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