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Everyday, we're influenced from the media- from our peers- from everything around us. Well, though my identity may look like it changes from day to day; underneath it all, this blog shows i'm always, Aliella.. x♥x
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On a blog, shouldn't you be completely honest?? yes. You should. So, here i go..

Truthfully, on Friday, i was ticked. I was all happy and rested and had just finished my short-story i had really been working on for Interlochen. Well, i go to my best friend in 3rd period, I mean, who else? She's my own personal critic.. What happens? She refuses to read my story. Which hurts my feelings, and causes me to be in a bad mood. Then later, what happens? I try to be positive and up-beat in band...i get yelled at. Wonderful.
Then- when my weekends going pretty fantabulous, what do i find out? My best friend decides she wants to go to Interlochen... or rather, the camp. And that's why i really got mad. I want to support her in all she does, and push her forward, but after i found Interlochen, i kinda felt like it was mine. My dream that i could actually possibly accomplish. A scholarship i had a real chance to snag and a school i could go to and advance in my career! But even as i knew she just wanted to go to the camp..i knew that i either get the scholarship and go to school- or don't go at all. No camp or anything. I mean, who just has thousands of dollars floating around?? Not me. But i guess i was angry because of stupid 'ole jealousy. i know that if she really wanted to, she could go.
I'm really trying to get over this, but it's extremely hard. I want to go to Interlochen, i want to be surrounded by things i love to do every day, and i WANT TO GET OUT OF THIS CITY. I'm sick and tired of it. In fact, almost the whole day, i just kept thinking of reasons to stay- 0. Reasons to leave- infinite. I'm ready for something different. Something better. Just, just, something ELSE. I need a change.. a change i need to decide. Soon.
Who knows..maybe this time next year, I'll be sitting up at Interlochen- writing to you all, as i sit by the fireplace, with my laptop, watching the snow fall in gigantic clumps outside the Creative Writing Hall, and the blazing fire consume the wood. Oh how i wish......
Dream! COME TRUE.
<3.
(aliella...for once and for all)
.:aliella♥:.
Yay, I'm getting sick. Cold, sore throat, zombie-like face. Joyful. TK killed me. I went to her mom's- she got sick- now i am sick. It SUCKS.
I blow my nose every freaking five seconds. 
*aw, man. My nose is going to look like Rudolph's by the end of the week!*





yeah, boyy;
smiles all around.
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