Since when have I developed such a penchant for caring about what others thought of me? It is precisely never (in a pretty long time) that I find myself honestly puzzled in a recent engagement in likes of the former statement. Which begs the question, it is truly considered one's character when the choice to conform (or not) is actively enforced? Albeit having this choice in the sub-conscious, it is in fact the inner debacle of sorts that has gotten me rather perturbed.

They say you know yourself best, but in fact part of that sustenance of the being through time cannot be assumed to be inalienable without interactions with peers that possibly contribute to one's conformity. Sure, the interpretation of what defines you is pretty subjective, but nonetheless influenced yet again by others. After much deliberation and going around in endless circles, gradually started thinking about council and campaigning.

All in all I don't think I've been psychotically selling myself to the school. Beneficial in popularity contests like voting perhaps, but my belief stands firm that if people truly believed in your ability, they would vote for you regardless whether you gave them a sticker or not (applies conversely). There's been talk about inner politics and such but in all honesty, I really hope the right people get in for the right reasons.

In that, whatever the outcome, I think the campaigning process was very much worthwhile experience; whilst banner painting with Chloe and Yongen I almost forgot why I was doing and simply basked in the mounds of pretty colours splattered all around the place (yes, the simplicity of it all). Really really enjoyed campaigning (and should Chloe Yongen or Aaron see this; thank you muchly for it all), and that's pretty much it.

Nonetheless, whether I get in or not is pretty much up to fate and friends; leaving it all in His hands with no regrets.

Que Sara Sara, whatever will be will be.

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