School's starting in roughly two days. And I'm actually kind of excited for it. Yeah, junior year's a lot of work and all (I can already feel it, I have a LOT to balance this year), but I'm up for it. Veryverymuch.
I miss Cebu a lot a lot a lot. I want to see my dad and sisters again. I kind of wish I could go to school there, but ha, God knows the confusion that would arise since I can't speak a word in the dialect.. okay that's an exaggeration but I definitely can't speak MUCH bisaya, that's for sure. If I could, I'd go to school in Manila since communication would be waaay easier, but I wouldn't be able to stay with anyone! Aaaah
Oh well. Thankful that I'm going to school here; my friends are the best I could ever ask for.
Currently stressing on a dialectical journal but I'll take care of that. Either this afternoon or tomorrow. I'm typing in sentence fragments wheeee
I miss the way Cebu used to be. It's changed so much since I left, not to mention that people treat me like I'm some some arte Americana and try to embarrass me by asking "Sabot ka?" ("Do you understand?") in hopes that I'll respond totally clueless, and talk about me in bisaya when I'M RIGHT THERE, thinking that I don't understand a single word
I miss when I was an only child, not that I don't love my sisters. But it's different. Not a bad kind of different, just.. well, try leaving your home for a few years and coming back to two new sisters and see how you take it.
You know you love them and you think they're the cutest things on earth (most of the time), but you can't help but think about how you used to be the only kid, your father's only kid, who had his undivided attention, not like I had it back then anyway, but I feel it just the same.
School, family, priorities: things are different now.
