I can't believe I'm actually counting the minutes until I go back to school. I just got off the phone with Angela and I told her everything that happened to me during the summer, including the Stephen-Alex-Lauryn- Jean fiasco. She's the first person from school to know about this and I was hesitant to tell her at first cos I was worried she'd say something like, "You should've known better than to do that, blahblahblah." But to my relief, she was totally understanding about the whole thing. It's either that or she was too busy fiddling with her new cellphone to lecture me cos I could hear her phone going "toot, toot, toot" as we talked. Oh well. I'm just so thankful that we're classmates again; Angela told me that Martin's back from Europe so maybe we could go gimmick with him one of these days. Oh, if only he didn't smoke! At least he's nice enough to not smoke in front of me; I honestly don't give a damn if people want to kill themselves by smoking, so long as I don't inhale any of the stuff.

Looks like I'm gonna have to stay at home till we leave for Cebu this Wednesday cos another bomb was found in SM Megamall (another big mall) and this time, one person actually died while several had multiple injuries. I'm not sure if this could count as a premonition, but as I got out of the shower last night, I heard the sound of bombs exploding outside. It scared the shit out of me. Fortunately, I was clothed and dry at the time so I sought refuge in my mom's bedroom. I was like, "Mom, do you hear something?" and she said, "No," then rolled over and went back to sleep. Since Mom wasn't being very cooperative, I decided to play a CD really loud and blow-dry my hair like nothing was going on. Inside, I was shaking like a leaf. I know that the bombings only happened in malls and other public places but you never know the Abu Sayyaf. What if they decided to go for residential areas instead? Just in case we had to make an emergency evacuation, I made sure my bra and sandals were within reach (I was already in my nightshirt). Five minutes later, the sounds of explosion stopped and right after it did, I remembered that the village fiesta was supposed to be happening sometime this month. They usually light fireworks during the fiesta though but why would they want to do that at 11 p.m. and rouse the sleeping community. In order to distract myself, I decided to watch TV and steered clear out of the news channels just in case there was a report about yet another bomb that will send me back to paranoid city.

Practical Magic is on HBO tonight! I wish dad would go to bed early cos I'm so dying to watch that movie. I rented the movie before and it had barely started when my dad went to the living room and asked me, "What are you watching?" "Practical Magic starring Sandra Bullock and Nicole Kidman," I replied. Then he started getting pissed like, "What the heck you watching that for, don't you know that it's R-18?!?!" I was like, "Oh, I didn't know that," and stopped the movie from playing. My dad is so strict that I wouldn't be surprised if he made everyone during my wedding close their eyes during the "kiss the bride" part. Besides, I've seen a lot of R-18 movies before so it's not like it's my first time. Geez.

My sister wants to use the computer now so I guess I'd better go. I think I like her better before she started getting into designing webpages.