Seeing Sunrise Again

Greeting fellow seals, parents, and Steve (which I am totally calling you from now on),

Before I get into the post I'd like to remind everyone to sign off at the end with your name or nickname or something so we can know who wrote this.

Thanks for everyone who came out to the event on Sunday, which I guess would we all the Seals reading this because those are the only ones we informed... i'll post something on facebook later.
It was pretty fun and I'd like to say successful considering a bunch of us made it out to flat island and improved in our favorite lagoon!
Close to the end of the day, Michael approached me and said,
" I think Mr.Wags really wants us to improv."
And honestly, I ignored it. I didn't want to have to work and try to be funny and please parents and please people. (Needless to say, it's been quite a lazy summer for me.) But the minute we got up there and starting explaining freeze tag I almost felt at home again.
Closer to the end of the day, Michael approached me and said,
"I have an idea."
And honestly, I didn't want to do the all male Dating Game. I didn't want to because no one has ever taken that seriously before and not like I'm not a full supporter of the Love is Love mentality, but I had no idea if all the parents would be okay with it.
Needless to say, I did it anyway.
And it has got to be one of the best improvs in the history of Junior and Senior CLS. Which I suppose is what we are calling it until the highschool club actually gets going, and people *Teava* think of clever names.

Today was Registration Day for a bunch of us. It was like memory slapped me in the face with it's cold, slimy hands and drove me back to reality's house to have a party with regret, stress, and pain.
Notice I did say party. I loved seeing everyone and I'm glad to start waking up early enough to see the sunrise again. I really do feel like it has an effect on my whole day.
However, seeing my friends had to be evened out with seeing other people.... not that I'm totally anti social but I, like the rest of us, kinda hate everyone else in the grade for little reasons at a time.
It was a little hard. Exciting, nerve-racking, and hard.

Class of 2017 Seals, we are about to start highschool. Which some may say is worse than middleschool. But only time will tell.
And before we begin this clichéd memorable four years of our puny, unimportant (for now) lives, I'd like to say thanks. To all of you. Eighth grade had some fabulous memories and great experiences. However for a large portion of the year, it, well, um. Sucked. And I really did not want to wake up in the morning and go to school. I didn't wanna go to class, see people, I didn't even want to go to choir of musical theatre, my two favorite subjects!
But obviously (you know where this is going, but I had to say it) what kept me somewhat sane last year was CLS. Whenever I felt like stabbing some children or teachers I just reminded myself to wait until CLS. I don't know if everyone in the club realizes this. Maybe, maybe not. But we have honestly created an incredible safe environment for Kids Like Us to go. And Kids Like Us are the best kind. It just takes OtherKids a little while to realize that. In my mind, i'd often compared Bishop 106 (was that our room?) to the Room of Requirement in Book 5, or that cool place in Halloween Town 3 where to magical kids go to hang out as they live in the real world.
CLS club was my safe haven.
You guys were my safe haven.
I don't even wanna think about what middleschool would have been like without the whole CLS shabang.
I know i'm not always the nicest person, but if you ever wonder about how much CLS really did, you turned one girl's life in the right direction and that'd be good enough for me.

It's a little selfish sounding but I want to establish a Senior/Highschool CLS of sorts, mainly so I can, like, not have to rip my hair out in frustration at dealing with OtherKids. So let's do it, okay? Think about your eyesight. Seeing me bald, could potentially blind you. I'm white enough already. No one wants to think about how pale my scalp would be.

So. Regardless what grade you are in, school is starting again and I believe adults have forgotten how hard that transition is. But remember, we've done it before, we can do it again. And my fellow freshies, how hard can it be?

Thanks you guys and can't wait to see you all (and ignore the OtherKids)
<3 Queen Erica

PS- please feel free to comment and anyone wanna compare schedules? we can have CLS study breaks!