2009-07-09, Earth PST

09:13. My legs aren't rubber. I worry... Will my love for Kia cease so suddenly and arbitrarily like I have observed in this camp? And as I worry, I shed not a tear...

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I was just bestowed my blue rag. Part of the way [to the ragger's point] we were blind folded. I cried be hind the veil at the end... Praise given personally. I'm not sued to that sort of thing at all. Even Kia hadn't given me such praise certainly. not to say we didn't enjoy each other's company! It's just... there was no need for praise. There was only love and friend ship, and conversation and comfort.

This camp is so interesting. So many foreign visitors! I've all ready given Shion my address. I'm thinking about becoming pen pals with Quencin, he looks like a very interesting person. But, being a coward, I would rather stow the invitation in his hat than actually go up to him. A possible transcript:

Hello! Sorry about taking your hat. But I'm too nervous to talk to you face to face, in front of any one. I'm a coward, aren't I?

Sorry, I can't tell you my name right now. Yes, I must be a coward. But we've crossed paths. Now you probably have your suspicions on my identity, don't you?

If you can... Will you send me mail? I'd love for us to become pen pals. Here's my address:

It's OK if you show this letter to your friends.

Sincerely yours,
an acquaintance!

But I would have to get his hat.

All so, lunch is taking place right now. For a while I've been finished.