sanitary balm

what a weird title. anyway, i just put some of my yaya's sanatary balm in my insect bite. brought back good old childhood memories.

anyway, im sitting here at home. this is my first or second saturday which won't require me to step on st scho grounds. i nearly did, but i missed the outreach orientation yesterday so i can't go. both a blessing and a curse. :D

i'll just spend today feeling good. exept for homework. wanting to watch the exorcism of emily rose and ang pagdadalaga ni maximo olivares nowwwww.

what else. prom's becoming a disaster. i don't even want to go anymore. to my prom anyway. pity my date. haha.

things are confusing.

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i remember how ms gretch told me before that i was a tough kid. i heard that from two other people too. and it's weird. i don't think i'm tough at all. haha! how people see you is so soooooo different from the way you see yourself sometimes.

and then there's the ghosts. just because i hear things and see things and feel things that i'm not supposed to doesn't mean they're ghosts! started last year. i don't even react when something happens anymore. it frightens people a lot. like i'm the haunted one or something. like yestrday, dea asked me if there were ghosts in st ehrentrudis' hall. i said no. i didn't even want to find out anymore..i don't believe in ghosts. i want to consider the things that i feel as snippets of my insanity or schizophrenia. haha! wtf. (f is for fudge btw)

hannah hold onnnnnnnnn..

yeah i'm feeling the way that you cross my mind and the way that you save me in the nick of time. the you cross my mind part anyway. i need you a lot! if only you knew. haha bye bye..beautifullllll