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Mar 19, 2024 12:52 am

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Journal Entry #10

Dear Diary,

Today feels like I'm standing on a tightrope, trying to balance between conflicting emotions while keeping my focus on the task at hand. It's like walking through a fog, where everything feels hazy and uncertain.

I can't shake the memory of that kiss with Lily during the audition. It replays in my mind like a broken record, leaving me feeling both exhilarated and confused. Part of me wonders if it was just acting, if it meant nothing beyond the role we were playing. But another part of me can't deny the spark I felt in that moment, the way my heart skipped a beat as our lips met.

But life doesn't pause for my inner turmoil. There's a big project in school that demands my attention, and I can't afford to let my personal feelings cloud my focus. So, I bury the confusion deep down inside, like burying a treasure chest in the sand, hoping it won't resurface until I'm ready to confront it.

I throw myself into the project with determination, pouring over scripts, practicing scenes, and collaborating with my classmates. The hustle and bustle of school life provide a temporary distraction from the storm raging within me.

Fluffington (my bed) feels like a refuge at the end of the day, a place where I can retreat from the chaos of the world and try to make sense of my jumbled thoughts. But even as I lay my head on the pillow, sleep eludes me, and I find myself drifting in a sea of uncertainty.

Tomorrow is a new day, and I can only hope that clarity will come with the dawn. For now, I'll focus on the project at hand, pushing aside the questions that linger in the shadows of my mind.

Feeling conflicted but determined,

Wawchan

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