I finally turned 18 a few days ago. Honestly, I have mixed feelings about this event. On one hand, I am really happy that I am now considered as legal adult and is now able to fully access individual rights as a U.S. citizens. On the other hand, I feel extremely sad that I am now an adult. It is really hard to identify the root of this negativity. Even now, after hours of dwelling on this matter, I am still unable to fully understand this.
To start the series of mischief, a humorous "incident" happened during 9th period. Although the announcement of postponing the test during that period was like a gift from heaven, I could not stop wondering why only the left side of my face was going through allergic reactions. My left eye continued to tear while only my left nostril was suffering with extreme itching. I had to stop breathing for numerous instants to prevent myself from sneezing my eyeballs out. It was not until near the end of the period did I find out why. A friend of mine sitting right next to me had cat fur all over his shirt and jacket....Good god....So the day went downhill from there.
After school on Friday, things just took a turn for the worse. Personally, I don't mind the spectators watching Midnight Rave practice. However, Friday just went overboard. There were simply too many people watching us practice while throwing down commentaries. I found that a little annoying..but hey at least they left about an hour later. Ah well...not like we were going to actually work on a routine anyway.
Well, a certain someone decided to just continue not to talk to me despite my effort. Honestly, I can still say I care, but as of now, hatred is winning this metaphoric tug of war. Quite honestly, I am actually welcoming this feeling. Anything to get my head out of this futile effort...anything...
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