june 6--the first day of school. i barely got forty winks in. in my head, i was thinking 'finally, some shut eye. just as that thought entered my head, my alarm went off at 5:00 am. i was like, 'wtf?'. so that day being the first day, i got up and blindly made my way to the bathroom. i wasn't quite used to the morning rituals that i had mastered just months ago. so i kept asking myself, 'what's next?'. i got to school and, as instructed, ysabel was right there waiting for me. haha. we got in tons of laughs the whole day. so it was fun.

the next few days were horrible. i had a huge pimple on my forehead that i am sure everyone could see. what's worse was, it was picture day on tuesday so that just made the situation worse. on the third day we had our year level orientation. i hope i get my reciting skills back tomorrow. i think ysabel, sam and a few others got a few points ahead of me. i'm very confused about certain situations. do i run for class officer? i really don't want to be anything else but the secretary. that's the only position i feel sure i can do. i am also very confused about the SEG i'm gonna join. debate looks like fun but i don't want to be all alone in there. among all the scary fourth years. nothing else really interests me. please, god. help me decide.

i've been listening to magic 89.9 during the evenings. listening to sexy time. i know that it is not exactly GP but its the radio so everything is mostly in blankets. fall out boy is merely a dream for me. sighhhhh. hung out with daryll and ysabel last saturday. just watched harry potter 1. did i already write about that? i think so. gawd, i am so forgetful. just before school began i had a sudden urge to learn about HTML. i could have done that during summer. but nooooooo. it had to ignite when i was just turning my back on the computer. just like most things. i have to go now. not really but i want to go now. even though i could sit here and write for hours on end. (arl) don't mind that. i want to make sounds. sometimes i want to say a letter so badly that i make up sounds to satisfy that craving. weird, i know. but that's just me i guess. i just listened to amy winehouse's song 'rehab'. its addicting.