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09/12/2024
Dear reader,
First log on this page! And it makes me anxious to think of posting it.
When I first added "blog" in the navigation I thought I'd update next year, once I change high schools and actually have something mildly interesting to talk about, new classmates, new subjects, blah, blah, blah. Nonetheless, an idea's been weighting on my mind lately: I realized that I really want to write a book. Ever since I was a young kid fiction has fascinated me, I guess I find the real world too dull, this infatuation has brought a desire to contribute somehow, or maybe, to stop daydreaming about other's creations and actually build something with my own hands (more like keyboard). I'm unsure of whether this silly project will amount to anything in the future or not, but I learned that my motivation is quickly lost when I don't announce my plans to someone. That is to say, I think that ---even if no one reads this entry, ever--- by writing about my desire to write something else (pun intended) I might actually get the motivation to finish the story someday.
Lastly, and completely unrelated to the topic of today's entry, you may ask why this is written as a letter... well, why not? I'm fond of writing letters, even if I don't have who to write them to.
Yours faithfully,
VP.
06/03/2025
Dear reader,
Today was my first "day" at my new high-school. To say day, without quotation marks, would be an overstatement: we were told to go at 9:00, and we left at 9:30. I barely slept at all, only to stay for half an hour. When I got there, many students were chatting outside while others waited indoors, the moment the vice principal turned on the mic the ones outside huddled near the hall. But instead of giving us a warm welcome like you would expect her to, she went on random tangents, about wearing the uniform, how girls mustn't wear mini skirts and only clothes their size, that she disliked when people turned their backs while she speaks, etc. To be honest, I pretty much ignored her. My last principal was kind of similar. Then they finally started calling people to get to a classroom. I thought I might end up with a friend, but I was almost the last person named in my group, and she was the second named in the next one.
Once I entered the room, last, I struggled to find where to sit, but after some "excuse me"'s I ended up in the centre. The teacher basically repeated some of the points made by the vice principal, including not leaving the school while on lunch break. Then, she said that she did not allow cellphones inside the classroom if they weren't used as an educational tool. She told us where the library, one of the assistant's/secretary's room was, the toilets. By that point, the assistant/secretary assigned to our group appeared and repeated yet again some of the stuff we had already been told.
Lastly, she left, and the teacher told us to go home. Many stood in line to take a photo of our timetables hanging unto the board ---and so did I---. As for my classmates, they were all complete strangers and did not seem very friendly, but I'll try not taking that to heart.
Today is Thursday, tomorrow I'll go again (earlier than today) and then I'll have the weekend to waste my time on.
Yours faithfully,
VP.
06/04/2025
Dear reader,
At first I thought about updating about my school life once a week, then I realized it's way to boring for that, and, I would forget to do so anyway. In the end I'll just write whenever I remember to.
I guess this kind of "update" needs for me to put my feelings into words. Well, I don't know how I feel about school at the moment, my current classmates are most definetely better than the last ones ---I spent 4 years with the most inseffurable people--- but that doesn't mean I like them that much, or talk to them for that matter. They aren't explictly rude which made me forget they are, in fact, inmature teenagers. And of course I'm an inmature teenager too. Just not in the same ways they are, I try not to interrupt the lessons or my classmates, but they don't seem to care about that. Plus, I find they are WAY to comfortable being mean to eachother online, they will get into petty arguments on the class groupchat every week for no reason (or maybe that's the way teens in my city have fun? Who knows?). As for more specific complaints, mm... one of my classmates is changing classes due to the school having too many groups that are way to big ---so they're adding a new one--- and my classmates were poking fun of her in a passive-agressive way in the groupchat ("she was so fun to be around!" "a shame she won't be in our class anymore!" but in spanish... and also badly spelt), which is... iffy to say the least.
I've spoken to a few people and only a few times by this point. No one seems that similar to me. And even though it's stupid to even think about it, my birthday is next month and I wonder if anyone will notice or care at all. That isn't to say I don't have any friends, I do, just not in my class, and that isn't to say I'm not in friendly-terms with anyone, I am. I'm just a weirdo introvert.
Whatever, I always manage to forget uneventful years. And I'd rather for it to be uneventful than dramatic. I still hope I get to make more friends, maybe even with the new class starting this monday, though I'll only get to see them during the break.
Yours faithfully,
VP.
11/09/25
Dear reader,
Past few months have been hectic to say the least. My grandpa passed away in July, exactly 28 days after my birthday and that really took a toll on my dad's mental health. On top of that, our relationship with the rest of the family is hanging on by a thread (to say the least) and maybe his death snapped it. I know how sad that makes everyone who knew him, even those who hurt him in the past. Yet, I was never that close to him and only have fuzzy memories of child-hood to remeber him by. Still, I do get melancholic when thinking about him, I guess I wouldn't like it to end like he did. I want to have a happy, joyful life, but that might be hard to do.
On a lighter note, the situation with my classmates has definetely (god, I need a spell-checker, is that correct?) improved! I talk to at least half the class every school-day, without feeling as anxiety ridden as I used to. There are some which I'm at least 90% sure consider me a friend too, and I've learned to ignore the 4-boy-group that truly grinds my gears. My classmates have also encouraged me to be more open about myself, somehow, maybe because they seem more confident than I could ever be. Sometimes I do get sad, though, as I can't always be happy, when realizing some of them have known each other for years and will keep in contact even after we graduate while I'm weary if that will be my case.
Yesterday, 10/09/25, I began going to a sort of "micro internship" for high-school students. The government's educational department does that sometimes and it so happens that my biology teacher's group, which included me, got accepted. It's a fun chance to learn something new, since we're in the more social-humanities branch of education, and I also get to skip the school day and walk over to the university which I might enroll into in the future. The topic we were assigned is about a specific kind of parasite and parasitic disease that exists pretty much only in my country. Seems dull or grim, but I've always liked learning about parasites so I'm rather glad this is what we'll be learning.
Overall, I'm not doing too bad. Except for the fact that I caught my dad's cold and it's been a bit rough with me. About the third paragraph (last log), I did end up inviting one of my classmates along with my old friends to go eat at a restaurant, but lately I feel like the group has been drifting apart. I don't mind as much as I thought I would, I mean, I knew this would eventually happen as it did once I graduated primary school. And I feel less worried now about "fitting in" or not.
Yours faithfully,