2003-08-28 - 5:22 p.m.
The first day back at school wasn't the best. It definitely could have been better, and I have faced the cold realization that my harder courses have been lumped together into next semester, while my artsy courses are in this semester. I was okay with it last year when I received the draft of my timetable. The guidance counselor said it would be difficult to change my schedule much, as have both art and music together -a block, if you will.
It didn't really hit me until I got into art. Then I went, "Shit! All the memory work I have to do next semester!"
See, math isn't exactly my forte. History and biology I'm decent at, but there's bound to be a lot of assignments and a killer exam at the end.
I don't have a lot of my friends taking any of the courses with me. I'm pretty much on my own for the most part, with the exception of Chun Lam. But there's something I feel slipping away. I don't even have the same locker area as the other people. Mike's locker's next to mine, but as you probably could tell, things aren't exactly smooth even after the conflict was somewhat resolved. I think I may have to lock up my diary again, just in case.
And Diana left the sistership. The sisters that are the closest to me are starting to or wanting to leave. As everything else in the world, nothing ever stays the same. Change is inevitable, and we have to change too, whether we want to or not.
Even if we returned to that same place that we wanted to, like going back to the place where you grew up, it won't be the same because you would have changed as a person. You can't return to a few minutes ago. If you wanted to go home, you would still be a slightly different person than five minutes ago. And we can't stop it. It's rather frightening.
On the bright side, I have met a new friend in English class.
