I've never written a full detail of a single day here because..I don't. But this is a boring exception so just go to Twitter or Facebook or even Tumblr!
Today = freakin' roller coaster kind of day.
I woke up 15 minutes before 9 am for my 10 am exam so the rush inside the house was unexplainable. I woke my mom and said, in a R2D2 way, 'I'm late.' She was quick in getting the thought and prepared whatever she needs to prepare. But I'm already prepared, a little. I just reminded her about 'the stuff' that we need to donate for our M&F Class.
25 minutes before 10 am, I was flipping through bundles of paper and balancing myself in a wobbly train. Argh. Headache. Goods of marriage. Fudge. Who's the other writer? Wait. I think I know that person near the sliding door. School Station. Run!
Good. That was fast..I'm feeling dizzy. I came, in the middle of a discussion, 5-10 minutes late.
Superman: Recitation?
Seatmate 1: Yes, no more exams.
Seatmate 2: Postponed.
Superman: Really? Nice. Thank Go..
Teacher: We'll have the exam around 10:30 so let's do this fast.
The exam was fine. If I was given a little more time to review, I could've ace it.
Little Voice: That's always your excuse! Fcuk you! You never learn!
With my co-officers slash 2 classmates, we rushed to the other building for the preparation of an Organization's General Assembly..and for rehearsing a dance. GAH. Great. The venue was so cold, I could live there forever. Weak spot: Place me somewhere cold or really chilly and I'll be yours forever. Or maybe not.
Lunchtime: Going out of the building was horrible! The sun was 12 inches away from us. I feel like I was a Roasted Chicken. C'mon, bite me!
*Tab shift: Facebook. ACCEPTED! Smiles widely*
The program started around 2 am, 1 hour short. There was..well, a few people. Yeeee- Not. Happiness was short lived.
Lo and behold as minutes started to pile up and so are the spectators. I'm losing the sight of empty seats. Pressure! I DON'T dance (ANYMORE) and I'll just make a fool out of myself. 101% sure. I just went out of the large room to breath, share jokes and talk non-stop. I do this when I'm nervous. I'm happy and I'm smiling because I feel something special about. END.
"I want to say sorry to all the people outside the room. I was a funny/non-funny chatterbox and I was tensed. I kept on joking and joking and joking [Repeat until 3:30 pm]."
I changed my uniform into my long-sleeved semi-formal dancing Taiwanese/Japanese/Whatevernese look. Whatever look I was aiming for..bulls eye! High5! Then I wait. Practice. Wait. Not yet? Practice some more. 'Get inside!' I was laughing on what was happening in the middle of the room. Hilarious.
'So for our next portion, our organization prepared something something...."
Heart beats 9157829178 times per second. Whew! Time to unshine!
Superman: GUYS, LET'S DO THIS!
I danced. We danced. Blah. I acted. We acted. At least, I've been part of the F4. LOL The messy part within the group. :))
I, with my bag, rushed outside exactly after my part. I fled the building then to the wobbly and steamy train. Argh. Sweat, sweat and more sweat. My feet was aching and I feel like shit so I went home first.
BTW: The only food that I ate, as of 5:00 pm were 1 fries, 1 sundae, 1 banana. 2 gulps of water? [My rule: Do not eat before performing/hosting/bluffing. If the event is at midnight..then do not eat the whole day! Scary Rule.]
Headache. I took a bath and changed. Rest for a few minutes and said unnoticeably to my mom: "This polo is cool but I had a hard time fixing this part right here. A girl in the org helped me with this. She was cute and she was Chi-" WTH. WHAT DID I JUST SAY? I was never open to my Mom with this kind of stuff. So yeah, that was a little awkward. Packed my lunch and a few chips then off I go to my friend's house to celebrate in advance another friend's birthday and to look forward to eating my late lunch.
Stuffed train: I even bumped to the girl in front of me. Just so you know, I didn't mean it. Breezy space shuttle in the form of a tricycle. That was fast but..you don't have change for a hundred? I was crazy for saying that so the driver punched me in the head. Of course not.
The familiar music room was heavenly. My friends were in a you-guys-look-like-past-drunk-but-really-mellow state. They were kind of different. Rowdy was nowhere to be found but the state was cool. I'm already in the cooling down stage. Thank you God. I ate rice for the first time in this day (6:00 pm). Then chips and cake. A cup of beer? What was that that you let me drink? Grape juice mix with..? Then watched television because our Chinese friend = the biggest fan of the ending Korean? version of F4. YES! IT DIDN'T STOP. EVEN IN MY FRIEND'S PLACE: F4 WANTED ME TO LEARN THEIR WAYS IN A WE'LL-NEVER-LEAVE-YOU-UNTIL-YOU-LEARN-OUR-MUSIC-OR-CULTURE-OR-WHATEVER-STUFF-YOU-NEED-TO-LEARN WAY! No, I'm Canadian. Dig it!
A few left so I was with buddy 6 and the owner of the house as we drank 1 bottle of..I forgot. It was not beer but it tasted like Robitussin. Spell check! We watched her debut and I was her last dance..those were the days where I had a bigtime crush on her. I don't care on what I'm writing anymore. I'm just thankful because I was her last dance. Seeing myself, I wanted a rewind. No, not in tv but in reality. But there's no remote. You are so selfish Adam Sandler!
We went home with a tummy ache and a bit skeptical cause we still have an invitation to drink. Another common friend is celebrating in Katipunan! (Actually, my org is also celebrating for the success of the assembly..in España!) To go or not to go? Message sent! We didn't. We were tired, I was really really tired and it's almost 10 pm. I was alone after the main station in the fine train. After 3 train rides, the 4th and last ride was..I have no more adjectives..hmmm..but it was thought-provoking, delightful and just fine. There, I still have a few.
This is my most vulnerable and longest shiznit in this journal. I really feel that this day is significant. Reason?
GUT FEEL! LOL I still don't know..but I will read this again after a few days/weeks and hopefully, I would know.
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