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Hi! I'm fulfilling my half-assed duties to this blog. It's been a while, I suppose.

Oh Summerstock. I'm really going to try to make an effort to enjoy everyone's company there. I know I haven't really been all "there" for a long time, but soon I'll have no choice, so I really ought to make the best of it. I'm actually very excited to do some cast bonding in the next little while. It'll do us all some good. We'll feel more like a cast than just a bunch of people with the pretense that we're all here for the same reason.

I feel bad because there's people who have told me they're going to miss me at Westmount, but I can't really say I'll miss them. Maybe I will, but I probably won't. I can't begin to express how grateful I am that a lot of people I've known have been so kind to me and welcoming, and I don't deserve their hospitality. I just need to remind myself that I really do appreciate all the people in my life. I know I do, but I've just felt so out of touch it's hard to remember that I do. But I know the people who have made a big impact in my life, so I know who I will miss, even if it doesn't feel like it now. But dammit, if I've seemed unappreciative lately, please let me know! Don't tell me what I want to hearm either. I don't like it when people do that. I hate it when I do that. I wish I could be more honest. Well not to say that I'm not honest with people, but I wish I had more courage to say things to people that I wouldn't normally say. Everybody needs a critic, sometimes.

Wow, that paragraph hopped from one thing to another. Amazing how the mind works, really. That's the difference too, between writing for an audience or for some purpose, and writing to yourself, writing for the sake of writing. I'm not trying to make an argument or an opinion. I'm just dishing out my thoughts, unfiltered, unedited. Well not completely unfiltered. Obviously my mind moves faster than I can type so there's still a lot that goes beneath the surface. And I realise the very nature of an online blog means there's a chance of an audience, so you gotta think about what you're saying a teensy bit.

I'm reading Unfinished Tales, to prep myself for The Children of Hurin, and because I've wanted to read it for ages, so now is a good time to start. I'ts funny, I'm more excited about this new book than I am the release of the 7th Harry Potter book.Oh well, I know where my loyalties lie. But it's not like I'll never read the other books. I'm definitely in no hurry though. I probably won't see the 5th movie until I've read the book though.

One person I've realise that I really look up to is Alex. He's one of the nicest people I've met. And it occurred to me that he barely ever actually talks about himself, really. I dunno, maybe it's just that I don't know him well enough, not nearly as well as I'd like to, but even so, I don't doubt that he's still an excellent human being, regardless. So Alex, I dedicate this paragraph to you. If you don't get into UVic, I'll be very very angry with the universe.