Middle-child Syndrome

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Okay. More like what was new.

I.. went door-knocking with Ben last weekend to get more sponsors for the 40 hour famine. To sum it up, 2 hours of walking in the cold, 5 second drizzle of rain, lots of rejections, kind old people, A KID FROM ROAR OPENING THE DOOR (small world much?), a borrowed scarf (thanks ben, reckon I'd have frozen without it) and defrosting at McDonald's to end it. Raised $50ish between us. Not quite superheroes but hopefully it'll make a difference somewhere a million miles away.

Gala Concert at Melbourne Townhall on Monday. Went to Jessie's after morning rehearsals (one word: yawn). We had a great big Naruto watching sesh. And Viv taught me the Gangnam style dance move. O.o
Oh on the night, Crystal and I sneaked out during interval to sprint across the street to 7/11. Heh. She bought a slurpee and a Bueno for me. People are so nice. I ought to be nicer. :/ But yes, we felt like rebels.

Joyee's moving to Texas. D: We had a going away party for her and Meher compiled the sweetest goodbye video. Cynthia made a scrapbook. I can't begin to imagine having to move to a different country at this stage in life. Hope Joyee's coping okay.

I had dinner at Hog's breath with Roar team to celebrate Eugena doing her first message. It is so very admirable to be able to stand up and talk about God in front of a whole group of Grade 6ers. Anyway, it was interesting going out with uni/working people. The conversations they have are different, but rather stimulating, I guess. Plus, they are extremely nice. I didn't have to pay for dinner OR dessert. Note to future self: Be nice to young high school kids and pay for their food. They'll be eternally grateful. :P

Oh and apparently it was evident to Kenneth that I was the middle child.spdogjsopajgspogpodjg.  Something about being in the shadows, invisible because we're the 'neglected ones'. No, I'm not complaining. My parents pay me all the attention I need. But I guess we just have a tendency to blend, fit in, be a face in a crowd of faces. Ugh. What. Is. This. I've been trying my whole life to climb out of this hole of shyness, so people might get to know who I am, and maybe like me for me. Because you can't like someone you don't know. It seems like I have yet break out of this shell of middle-child-ness. Am I doomed to a life of being forever hidden behind the glaring spotlight of the more confident, outspoken, charismatic first childs?

Well that was pessimistic,
Melodramatic me.

On the bright side, Kim did say she disagreed. And that she thought I had leadership qualities. :) LOL. Idk man.