I was so particular, and that still didn't change after the nomination. But here I go, like usual, on a tangent unrelated to, yet directly caused by pure, savage ambition. Ocean Lakes High School, Sophomore year, Nick Gallo, currently right handed [will change], consistently inconsistent handwriting, mood, and organization techniques for myself, while my leadership and organization for passion stood like a house built on the rock [also very religious (unchanging)]. It's academic (although we all call it study block), early morning without assignments to complete, Nick Gallo talks to Sophia (Dy) for the remaining hour about SCA. Nick had been inextractible , as SCA seemed like a giant paradox, without an innovator, without a fire under the seat, without warmth for the house (yet that's just his own, maybe not completely politically or actually correct opinion). Sophia, who had been on the SCA Executive Board that year stated "It's just not that dire." I pondered the necessity for innovation for the SCA, and in the end disagreed completely with Sophia. I had firsthand experience of being what I labeled as the "clueless freshman" or a "PCP" student: not because I wanted to be, but just because I didn’t know where to