So, today I officially attended my first last day of school.
So, today I officially attended my first last day of school, my first day of senior year, the beginning of the end of high school...
The thought of finishing high school is exciting!
Actually, what we had today was more of a welcome back breakfast/senior pin ceremony. It was nice, really nice. We released a balloon in the sky. My parents had to make a wish for me. (I also made a wish for myself.) I felt hopeful in that moment. As if this year could really be the best year of my high school life, even if that's a cliché.
Yesterday was the last Sunday of vacations so we spend a day in El Pino. We went to the river and it started raining so we got back to the house, and that's when the lightning started. It was booming. Anyway, at night, I thought I wouldn't be able to fall asleep, like every night before going back to school, but this morning I realized I actually slept throughout (most) of the night (which wasn't enough anyway).
Guess I'm still in that funk(?) where I don't get as anxious about first days of school anymore. I hope that changes for university, otherwise I'll be concerned for myself.
I saw Ronald. I had already seen him though, last Monday. But today I saw him a bit more. His face broke out. It's different. I mean, I'm no one to critisize someone for acne 'cause hello I have it, but it definitely surprised me. Another thing I want to point out is how both times I saw him, ther were by chance. I didn't look for him. Thats' good.
I saw April too. I said to her: I haven't properly hugged you, and then I hugged her. And she said: oh, you don't like me anymore. I said: yes I do. I said this in Spanish, te quiero. In Spanish it sounds way more meaningful than I like you.
Bt I should like her. I mean, I don't think I have friends, but she's the closest thing I have to one.
On Friday, I confessed to my parents about the whole priest thing. They, well mostly my dad, said that I should forgive him and that you never know people's intentions and that priests face the devil's temptaions especially and blah blah. What really got me though was the forgiving part. I never thought of it. So on Sunday at mass, I said to myself that I forgive him, and I asked God for forgiveness too. So hopefully that mattered will be forgotten soon. I'll still feel awkward around him and try to avoid contact much but I'll stop being rude (that only happened twice or all the time) ignoring him and at least look at him when he speaks to me (which again, I'll try to minimize the chances).
Lots of hope for this first week. And I pray to God for wisdom and strength.
The thought of finishing high school is exciting!
Actually, what we had today was more of a welcome back breakfast/senior pin ceremony. It was nice, really nice. We released a balloon in the sky. My parents had to make a wish for me. (I also made a wish for myself.) I felt hopeful in that moment. As if this year could really be the best year of my high school life, even if that's a cliché.
Yesterday was the last Sunday of vacations so we spend a day in El Pino. We went to the river and it started raining so we got back to the house, and that's when the lightning started. It was booming. Anyway, at night, I thought I wouldn't be able to fall asleep, like every night before going back to school, but this morning I realized I actually slept throughout (most) of the night (which wasn't enough anyway).
Guess I'm still in that funk(?) where I don't get as anxious about first days of school anymore. I hope that changes for university, otherwise I'll be concerned for myself.
I saw Ronald. I had already seen him though, last Monday. But today I saw him a bit more. His face broke out. It's different. I mean, I'm no one to critisize someone for acne 'cause hello I have it, but it definitely surprised me. Another thing I want to point out is how both times I saw him, ther were by chance. I didn't look for him. Thats' good.
I saw April too. I said to her: I haven't properly hugged you, and then I hugged her. And she said: oh, you don't like me anymore. I said: yes I do. I said this in Spanish, te quiero. In Spanish it sounds way more meaningful than I like you.
Bt I should like her. I mean, I don't think I have friends, but she's the closest thing I have to one.
On Friday, I confessed to my parents about the whole priest thing. They, well mostly my dad, said that I should forgive him and that you never know people's intentions and that priests face the devil's temptaions especially and blah blah. What really got me though was the forgiving part. I never thought of it. So on Sunday at mass, I said to myself that I forgive him, and I asked God for forgiveness too. So hopefully that mattered will be forgotten soon. I'll still feel awkward around him and try to avoid contact much but I'll stop being rude (that only happened twice or all the time) ignoring him and at least look at him when he speaks to me (which again, I'll try to minimize the chances).
Lots of hope for this first week. And I pray to God for wisdom and strength.