I finished my physics homework by about 6 and hopped in the shower, yelping when the sudden cascade of freezing cold shower blasted my skin numb. The day doesn't go by without me at least swearing once in the morning...so I got ready and stuffed my homework and other various necessities in my blue, messenger bag and waited for my brothers outside while fending off Koffee (my beagle...the kyootest, most photogenic doggie :D) so that she doesn't dirty me with her mud- paws. I got to school at about 7.15 feeling extremely tired and annoyed (the latter was because I realized I haven't finished my English homework) and definitely harassed by the horribly bright sun. I found later that two of my friends that is currently in a relationship, Darma and Bianca, has a squabble...or near to it, anywhoo (they didn't quite shout or glare at each other). I, being the overly curious person I am, went out and sought out what was wrong...Darma didn't tell me anything at first so I was left to assume that Bianca was angry at him because he joked about cutting himself the other night (It turns out he didn't! How dare he joke about that! It made me want to smack him in the face but seeing as he was in distraught of his girl problem, I left him be). Flew by, the day and during Mathematics period I (sat next to Bianca so I saw the whole thing unfold) finally knew what was wrong. From the corner of my eye as I scribbled chicken scratches that was suppose to resemble a mathematical problem's solution I saw Bianca passing notes with Darma. She had this rare pissed off expression on her face and I immediately knew that Darma's definitely done something very very wrong...I wouldn't be surprised if the sky turned black and all began to wither in sorrow cause when you get Bianca down you're done for cause if loads of her friends knew, you'd be killed! Especially since she's got Mich on her side (and me! whoot!). So anywhoo....I watched as they passed the paper back and forth to each other with Bianca passing notes with me too but I wrote the questions and she answered in gestures and expressions, and suddenly, she passed me her notes she's passed with Darma and what I read had one...or maybe two rude lines. Honestly, at that moment I felt like getting up, grabbing Darma by the scruff of his uniform and yell at him for being so rude and insensitive but I cannot for as soon as I returned the paper, I blinked and saw Bianca's eyes reddening with a tear sliding down the bridge of her nose. The words I was to shout at that ungrateful-bastard was caught up in my throat and I stood up abruptly, ignoring Mr. Allan's stare (oh shut it, man! You certainly can't control me anymore...) and fixated my gaze on Bianca where I crooned her with a gentle nudge to get up and go to the bathroom where she'd be able to release that dam of tears (if there was a whole dam) in the comfort of the bathroom's privacy..or at least away from her boyfriend and my momentarily-an-oaf friend.
When the bathroom door swung shut, Bianca swayed a little and began to explain in her wavering voice that threatened to spill out sobs when I asked her if she was ok. She reached out for me later and I complied, pulling her in an embrace I hoped to be comforting for I know not if it was for I'm not exactly familiar with these affectionate and empathy thing. She began to sob out what's been bugging her and I tried to hush her tears and ease a little of her heart's burden. After the whole period passed without Mr. Allan running out to look to see if we've skipped his class, she left with Christine and Anky and I left with Mel to sought out Darma to fix this mess. I know Bianca told me not to do anything but I know that if nothing's done now this would drag on for days. I broke it to him straight forward, I didn't want to beat around the bush, there's no spoon feeding for him this time for he's hurt his girlfriend that happened to be a friend I'd like to keep safe from any harm. I smacked him with the silver spoon hard and told him he's to apologise in a way that'll show he really really means it and we settled with a classic rose.
We hectically spun around the school in search for permission to leave school premises to buy this promised rose for Bianca but was denied quite harshly by our vice principal, Mr. Aeran who sat quite pompously in his too-small office chair in his tight-compact-star-wars-figure-filled office. My face fell for I've done a wonderful job convincing two teachers to let us off school premises and getting their signature and all was for nothing when I've asked oh-so-sweetly to Mr. Aeran but he, being the considerate man that's once been in Darma's position (maybe??) allowed him to go out and tell his driver to buy such rose whilst we waited during Chemistry class that THANKFULLY postponed the test we are to have tomorrow..lovely. After we achieved in receiving the rose (it wasn't exactly made well. Presentation wise, I mean...Mich and I could've done better and will definitely do better when we set up that flower stand on valentines day!) we scampered off to English class where I called Bianca out of the class and (drum roll) they made up! The class went "awwww" As Bianca walk in with the rose, her face hardly able to contain the smile. It was all so sweet but then again it reminded me of how men can bring you such troubles...and reminded me of "him".
"Him"? "He" is this evil person that I sometimes wonder if he and all that's passed between us was a dream. I'm embarassed to say that I've missed him terribly and is contemplating wether to keep him close and forever let myself go by the year with a pained scowl and frown on my face whenever I see anything that would associate to him...little fragments of him are scattered everywhere I go...sometimes it's too overwhelming and I have to stop and give myself a good face rub and mental screams to reassure my thumping heart and hyperventilating lungs. Enough of him though...I'm not to think of him...or try not too...even if the thought of him lies in a thick layer beneath my consciousness, ready to jump between the spaces of my muddled thoughts and fill it, spreading like a plague...a wonderful one...or deadly? Where are you?!
So the day ended with me arriving home and stuffing myself with chocolate cake (leftovers from my brother's birthday), trying to ease my headache and stomach ache with sweets. It usually works. Don't you think Life seems to roll on by in a dreary manner? I mean...what's the purpose to it anymore if you can't even enjoy it when there's already no meaning? or yet to be decided. God help me and the world I live in...help us all if you exist. I'm sorry I don't exactly believe you but bless us anyway for we're all sinners.....we're all born into sin as a test wether we're to go to Heaven or Hell and be your everyday life, entertainment dolls.
OH! and btw...today, the Dentist had a haircut! It was DEFINITELY ABNORMAL FOR HIM! I mean..it was crop short and slightly poofy on top so it made him resemble a tomato which amused Melica and I the whole day. Melica and I bought tickets to the Switchfoot concert through Darma and the Korean farewell concert to support them...Oh life....give me something interesting to live through...something exciting. Something adventurous...something out of this world!
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wow i never knew relationships like that. you're school is very busy with drama huh? i meant good drama in a way. life? yeah...life. we all see it in a different way huh?
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