Saturday, June 28, 2008



God, please help me blog. Seriously, I am having a hard time. I am such a frustrated writer. Please bring back my enthusiasm and love for writing. Amen.

Saturday, June 14, 2008



I have yet to adjust to waking up early in the morning; dragging my groggy self from bed and walk heavily towards the shower; eat a quick breakfast meal; pamper myself a bit; then wait patiently for that green van to bring me and my sisters to school.

Ah, the thought of school (again) depresses me. As much as I want to push it away so as not to blog much about it, I simply can't because, let's face it, that's what I'll be stuck with for such a long duration of ten months. Ten torture months for me to endure and enjoy. Ha, let's see how it turns out. I can't wait.

Our first week has officially swooped itself off the calendar. Three days of orientation was frankly a bit uninteresting but of course, it is part of the school routine. A day was alloted for us to meet our subject teachers and I guess this was the only interesting part of the whole first week. But the downside of it was a page full of things to do and homeworks despite the fact that we have not yet officially started class discussions. Mind you, it was as if we had been going to school for a month or so. Well, I guess, consideration is not part of the scheme.

Perhaps, I was just carried away too much by the lazy, unproductive summer that I had this year. Though it was quite an idle time, I still had the opportunity to give myself some R&R-- of which I know I will be greatly deprived of in the coming days.

So, hello dark under eye circles and sleepless nights.
The pressure is definitely on.

Tuesday, June 10, 2008



My lazy days are over so are my mid-afternoon naps. Stress and pressure are first in line while having a decent sleep is way, way down my schedule this time. You got that right! School is definitely back.. and with a loud bang at that!

As I woke up, I was ecstatic and at the same time quite unprepared. But who cares, it was the first day anyway and first days aren't that serious yet. Mind you, most of the time, my mouth did the work and as expected, teachers were kind enough to let it pass for the meantime. Perhaps, they also had their share of first-day-of-the-schoolyear experiences which is actually one of the most anticipated events of the year-- time to spill those kilig moments to friends as well as one's summer encounter. And, as much as I wanted to get more sleep, I didn't want to pass up the opportunity of that FIRST DAY because, duh, it's the first-- and nothing beats the feeling of such.

Moving on, I've had a pretty good first day but it wasn't much of what I expected. Possibly, the scorching heat of the sun, which made me uncomfortable and a bit pissed (hehe!), was partly to blame. And to think that 47 students were crammed inside one classroom, I felt like wanting to wear that summer bikini again. Well, of course, that last one's quite half-meant. I did not really have the opportunity to go to some nice beach this time due to activities I got myself tied up with-- which rather upset my family. Likewise, it was just so hot that I literally wanted to tear my uniform apart. I know that requesting aircons wouldn't work since we should be "environment-friendly." But maybe additional electric fans wouldn't hurt.

Well, school was the same. The armchairs impressed me much because they were.. *drumroll* varnished, finally. From afar, they look real clean and once you get near it, they're pretty shiny. Ha, amazing! (WTH?!) Teachers, well, I think we still lack them. I mean, by the look of it, our teachers are few while the gradeschool students seem to have an abundant supply of them. On the contrary, I am retained in my section and I am adequately satisfied.

I am in third year now and I guess a lot have changed and I believe, a whole lot more will or shall change. I am rather enthusiastic to start this schoolyear but anxiety hangs on the tip for I am not certain of how things will go. Hopefully, I get to enjoy it by shunning away strands of temptations and my bad habbit of procrastinating which eventually leads to cramming and finally, a mediocre grade. Ha, quite a chain of heavy desires but I wish to get past these and pave my way through a good schoolyear experience.

Welcome to the new schoolyear.
Thus, reality begins.