Help! My head's exploding right now!

Everything at school is simply stressful. What now will I do? Is procrastinating the best way to solve these? For now, I guess so. Oh God, I need a one month vacation. Except that I know it would never happen. Why? I just can't quit school. But on the other hand, I could have a lot of rest. I'll just lie on my comfy bed, dreaming. Then, I'll wake up with oh-so delicious food on the table. Next, I'll just watch and watch as many movies I like. After, I'll eat again. Sleep. Watch. Eat. Sleep. Oh, agree with me, it's right.

Except that, I would be really fat. Now, I ask myself, "Again, what shall I do?" The first answer would be, "I don't know." The second answer would be, "There's a way. Always." The third would be asking, "But, how in the world, would there be a way, if you're just sitting there and doing nothing?" The fourth would still be thinking for an answer.

Honestly, I don't know what to write next too. All I have to say is that more burdens are coming. More storms, earthquakes, and tornadoes. What then, what then will I do? Will I sing? Dance? Act? What? Or, could I make a schedule of the things I would do? But, I'm not some student who's organized and all. In fact, I am lazy. Very lazy. I just feel tired of everything. With the quizzes, the mastery tests, the lessons, I just feel that I am carrying a heavy bag of stones. I know, I know that in complaining, nothing happens. I just waste precious time. But, in complaining, I learn a lot of things. I realized that I am such a whiner. I realized that I am lazy. That I am a brat who wants things to be done for her.

Even if I feel tired of everything, I still love life. I try to make the best of it. Even if it means, making an effort. Even if it means, I am lazy to make an effort. I still try to defy my own gravity.

So, I guess I learned a lesson. As I look at my wrist watch, it is now five in the afternoon. A few hours before I am supposed to sleep. What will I do now? The fourth will answer this question. "I'll stand up and will not waste precious time. And I say NO to procrastinating!"

So help me, God.

Great, the burden has ended!

Breathe in. Breathe Out. Relax, chill! It's going to be fine. Everything's fine. All I have to do is face it like a woman. It's not that serious. Plus, I have memorized it, word for word, letter for letter. Why would I be nervous?

My throat begins to dry, as my classmates applaud. Which means I'm next. I'm next! I murmur a silent prayer and with great effort, I stand. I go in front of everyone and look at their expectant faces. With Jessica as my prompter, maybe I could get this over with. Counting to three, I start to speak.

I am so nervous that my voice trembles badly. But, it's like I'm almost shouting to hide the fear in my voice, causing some classmates to be attentive. Jessica is still prompting me. My classmates are wide-eyed. My teacher, I do not know. But, I try to remember each word. At times, I trip over words, but it doesn't matter. As long as I give my point, then I will be forever happy. Plus, I try not to emit too much saliva, because it is embarrassing for the audiences!

I try to feel what I am babbling about. I try to put emotions into my speech. I try not to mind what's happening around me. I try to focus on only one thing. My speech. Even if, my classmates are distracting me, with their bowing-before-me act, I try not to laugh. Concentrate. Concentrate. Concentrate.

Four minutes passed, And I believe, I survived! Whew. I hope my classmates absorbed what I said. I hope they'll not forget it, and I too.

I'm just glad and I feel well. Moreover, my speech is related to our country, and today is the feast day of our first Filipino saint. Coincidence? Well, I guess not. Nothing happens by accident.

So, I learned today, that I should not worry too much, because everything has a way. Most of all, I learned to smile, no matter what. :DD

Who is this?

Black hair, brown eyes, dark blue braces. She smiles and laughs, as if there is no tomorrow. When she laughs, her whole body vibrates unceasingly. When she talks, you'll never be bored; you'll be forever interested. But, wait. Stop, right there. When did I first saw her?

Oh, it seemed to be ages ago. I was the only new student back then. Scared and nervous, I still entered our grade six classroom. I felt horrible and shy, and all of the terrible things you feel, when you want the floor to swallow you up. But, these feelings did not last long because she was there. But when I saw her, I thought she was one of the most perfect, most sophisticated girls in school, the bullies. I thought she was one of the "Cheerleaders". You know, the oh-so-mean ones. Each time I looked at her, I felt afraid and down. Scornfully, she looked at me,her eyebrows raised. In the back of my mind, I had formulated words I wanted to tell her, like, "How could you look at me like that?" and "You're so bad and everything."

But guess what? I'm glad, I have not told her those words. Oh God, I've misjudged her. How could I be so mean? She's totally not like what I expected.

She approached me that first day, inviting me to have snacks with them. Her hair was tied into a ballerina's bun and she wore a white headband. She gave me a warm smile and became my tour guide.

Well, that was a long time ago. But still, this girl is still the same. Had never change. Though, we're not classmates anymore,(what a pity!) she's one of the best-est friend I've ever have.

Well, if you're reading this, Aurora, my friend, thank you for everything! I hate and love you! :DD

Out of the Ordinary

A sunny day it is. The sky is an immaculate blue. No clouds are hiding the sun. A flock of birds flies beautifully, making their way to the trees. Except that, there are no trees. Not one scruffy plant.

Just then, a woman’s voice says, “Ladies and gentlemen, kindly go to your respective UV protection shields now. In 50 seconds, you’ll be experiencing tremendous heat of 300 degrees Fahrenheit.”

300 degrees! What?

I am expecting for some sort of reaction from the people, like scram or shout. But there is none. Not one little shriek. They just obey the voice and silently, very silently, go to their protective shields, which by the way looks like a cocoon. And I am left wondering, what the heck is happening.

“15, 14, 13, 12...”

Is this for real or is this just some kind of joke they’re playing on me?

“10, 9...”

Oh, no, this...is terrible. Where’s my protective shield? Where is it?

“7, 6, 5...”

Then I see it. Without a moment’s hesitation, I go inside my “cocoon” and BOOM! I think we are all going to die. I feel the earth shaking under my feet. I feel like I want to get out of the cocoon and run as fast as I can. But to no avail, the entrance door of my cocoon, doesn’t budge. What am I going to do?
But before I could think of a plan, the door opens, and I find myself where? Where in the world is this place? I step, barefoot, on a cold, marble floor. As I look around, I realize, I am still in the same place. Except that, I thought that the skyscrapers were burned. But now, they are in front of me, without a scratch on them.

The people are just doing what they were doing before the heat thingy. I shout at the top of my lungs, and ask them, “Are all of you robots?” Their heads turn to me all at the same time. They stare for about three seconds, without any reaction, and turned away again. Just then, we are all wearing white. Wow, we have a uniform. Great.

“C-14, you’re coming with me. Now.” A girl’s voice says, behind my back.

“Oh, thank God, someone’s talking to me. I need help. Where am I? What's this place? Oh, sorry. I haven't introduced myself yet. I’m Celine, and you are?” I put my hand forward, but she did not accept it. Instead she says, “C-14, you’re coming with me. Now.”

“C-14? You’ve got the wrong person, sorry.”

“C-14, you’re coming with me. Now.”

“As I’ve said, I’m not what you’re looking for. It’s great talking to you, but it seems, you repeat the same sentence, thrice. It bores me and it’s kind of creepy. Bye!”

Before I am able to walk away, she grabs my wrist, and says the sentence again. I am about to retort, but she runs so fast, and within a second, we are in a room, full of people I’ve known my whole life. They stand like statues; they’re eyes close.

All of them are there. My family, my relatives, my friends, our helpers, my classmates from nursery up to now, and even my teachers are there. The crazy girl leaves me with them alone. She turned off the lights a while ago. I need to turn it on. I touch for the wall and then feel the switch. I turn it on and I gasp loudly.
I look at all of them; their eyes are like that of cats, except that they are bulging from their eyelids. One by one, they move closer to me. I would not say they walk toward me, because they are floating! Slowly, they are nearing to me. I turn my back from them, trying to open the metal door. I look back, and they are horrible! Simply horrible!

“IneedtogetoutofhereIneedtogetoutofhereIneedtogetoutofhere.” Now. But how? I try to shout, but no sound came out.

Before I could think of a plan, one of them grab my neck, choking me. Tears are falling down my cheeks. I cannot breathe. I’m dying. I close my eyes, and in a second, I am back in my bedroom.

....You Lost Me....

Amazing...this is a true talent. Clearly she's one of the most beautiful and talented entertainer of all time. This is one of the best songs I've heard from her. She totally rocks it!

Don't be a Quitter!

Don’t Quit
When the tide is lowest,
For it’s just about to turn;
Don’t Quit
Over doubts and questions,
For there’s something you may learn.
Don’t Quit
When the night is darkest,
For it’s just a while ‘til dawn;
Don’t Quit
When you’ve run the farthest,
For the race is almost won.
Don’t Quit
When the hill is steepest,
For your goal is almost nigh;
Don’t Quit
For you’re not a failure
Until you fail to try.

-Author Unknown