Well, face it. It was over last week. It’s officially autumn now, with all the rain and feels-like-high-60s temperature.

Senior year has been kinda fun yet demanding so far. A little newsflash: I was accepted into the NHS after all that rigorous application process and a 5 minute devastating interview with the  faculty council. What a nice accomplishment, but with that blue-and-yellow ribbon comes a new set of responsibilities. But I believe it’s going to be a rewarding experience.

Today was the FACE retreat day. For those who are not familiar with FACE, it’s a marketing campaign that I’m involved with. It is sponsored by the Archdiocese of Philadelphia to raise people’s awareness of Catholic education. If you are a big fan of either bagels, an hour of statistics presentation, web-editing, supermarket brand Italian meatballs, ComedySportz (an interactive improv comedy kinda thing), or an early Phillies game (4pm), then FACE retreat is for you. I bet you get the translation. This retreat is suppose to be the worst part of our job because plenty of exciting stuffs, other than a recommendation letter from His Emminence Justin Cardinal Rigali, are coming soon. “The Gift of Innocence” premiere at St. Joe’s, web launching, movie project, Operation Santa Claus, what else can beat that?

BTW, I scored 28 (out of 36) on my last ACT. I boosted my English score to a 33. Yay me!

First day of school is finally here! The day that used to overly excite me now brings tears to my eyes. Forget the gold lanyard and all its commotion for a sec, below is a laundry list of answers if you ask me why:

1. This day officially marks my final year of high school career. Sad, isn’t it? I can’t believe I’m graduating in less than 10 months,

2. I knew I wouldn’t see Mello standing among us in the auditorium, neither in the music room, nor anywhere else in SNG,

3. I knew that after dismissal, I wouldn’t hang out with my crews; most of them were in college, another was at work, and another was sleeping tightly in Indonesia,

4. Preluding the mass, the organist played Pachelbel’s  “Canon in D”; a classical piece that we hiphop-remixed last year. It brought back memories of Mello, 07/08 string orchestra, and our joyous year,

5. The song “Christ be Our Light” was sung for communion. It will always remind me of the class of 2008 Baccalaureate Mass; the last time SNG string orchestra was conducted by Mello, as well as the moment Mello claimed to be her proudest moment of her life.

OK, I’ll end the list there. Let’s wipe our tears together and start new with a peek on the bright side. So Mello’s position is replaced by Mr. Baker. I think he’s OK, but I don’t think saying “cool” in like every 3 seconds will make him that cool. I just could hope for the best.

The whole NHS process is kind of intimidating me. Especially it’s due the DAY BEFORE my ACT. THE DAY BEFORE! Oh, please. Let me go through this without cutting my sleep