I guess miracles do happen.

This is my second first-hand experience with God.

After sixth period, Nicole was the last person to use my phone. It was in my pocket before I showed her something on it, she left it on my desk and the bell rang. I got my backpack and camera bag together, got up and left. When I got to the theater, I checked my pocket and realized that my phone was gone. The only place it would have been was in the French room or it was stolen. I went to ask Nicole if she got my phone because she saw it there, she said no. My mind began to race. I went to the French room and asked Ms. Danielle if she saw anyone take it or if she has seen it. She said no and announced to the class if they saw the phone or saw someone take it. No one said anything until after. Trixia told me that she saw some guy hang around the spot where I was sitting and saw him leave with a phone in his hand. She couldn't identify his name or face, but she said he was Filipino. I kept thinking who was in that class last, when Randy spoke up and said he might have saw someone named Lawrence with it. He claimed that he was around where I was sitting with a bunch of other people, so it might have been one of his friends or him. Afterschool, I waited by the clocktower (that's where he usually hangs around after school) and Katrina went up to ask him if he stole a phone. Sure enough, he had it in his pocket. He took off the lanyard and the SIM card already...but he claimed he "found it" in the French room. I kept my rage inside, but I just walked away. I mean, I'm glad he gave it back and all...but it is a sin to steal..so he should think twice before he's messing with someone who has a strong faith in God.

This whole solitude movement is working great.

Time off.

I think I'm gonna shut myself from society for a few days. Won't go on AIM, MSN, Facebook, or MySpace, nor will I stay to chat out of class. Going straight to my period and if they converse to me in that period, so be it. But I need some thinking time, school focus time, and just time for myself. Going to finish the AKFG graphic and take some pictures. See you all who bothered reading this next week.

Time.

Give her time, that's all she needs.
Just be there in her time of need.
She'll tell you, don't ask her.
Just sucks that these moments feel like a blur.
Give her space, give her freedom
To regroup herself.
To regain herself.
And wait for the awkwardness to pass.

How To Do Math

"Here, maybe this will make more sense. I have eight pennies. I ask you for four more."
"I say forget it. You're the one with a steady paycheck."
"Just give me four pennies. Good. How much money do I have now?"
"Investments and all?"
"No, just here on the table..."
"Eight cents."
"No, eight plus four is twelve. See? Count them up."
"BUT THOSE FOUR ARE MINE!"

-Calvin and Hobbes. September 18, 1990

Back to school.

BLARG.


How could break be over so soon? I feel like I didn't have enough time to do things with my friends...but eh, it's time to go back to studies. The best part is seeing a select few people again after two weeks, so it can't be all that bad. Anyways, I prepared myself to fix my sleep cycle by sleeping at 5 am today and I woke up at 9 am. Tired as hell + long 12+ hour day = sleep early and feel rested.

Pack YOUR(YOURYOURYOURYOURYOURYOURYOURYOURYOURYOURYOURYOURYOURYOURYOURYOURYOURYOURYOURYOURYOURYOURYOURYOURYOUR) bags, kiddos. It's time to catch the bus and go back to school.