Shiawase no Hibi(?!)

Yay Day 2! So yeah, after waking up, dreaming of something FREAKIN WEIRD DREAM, I got up. Well. No. Not really. Actually. I can’t get up. AT ALL. <.< I was thinking, let’s just not go to school. My body doesn’t really want to and my mind also doesn’t. Why not? @.@ But fine. Fine. FINE. I’ll go. <.<

Yay school. Assembly. Blah blah blah. After assembly. Mico: LETS PLAY DOTA! Me: K. Melvin: No, watch me swim T.T Everyone: *goes to comlabs*….*whiteboard shows: CTC1/2/3 = P40/hour*……… OMG! Mico: Where we play? Me: No wai i’m playin on ctc2 again <.<. Everyone: *goes to ctc 3*. OMG LINE!. Me: Mico go line now. *mico goes to line* Afterwards, Domeng + Gian showed up. ???: Wanna play? Domeng: K. Gian: Pass. Aftermorewards, Chuchi and others appear. ???: Wanna play? Chuchi: K. Arben: *after repeatitive persuasion* K. De Chavez: K. YAY. That makes, me, Mico, Sng, Mejia, Domeng, Chuchi, Arben, De Chavez! Or something like that. So ya. Skipping on. ZOMGZ. We has computers in about 8′oclockzorz! ZOMGZ! <.< Fine. Oh ya the line was switched to the side door lawl. So ya, we wait outside.

Chuchi: Lets eat. Me: No. Olalde: No. Everyone: No. Olalde: Sir Jo, is open time okay? Sir Jo: Yes. But skipping more minutes, we agreed to eat. <.< Or atleast them <.< Meanwhile, Sng and Rishi and Mejia were waiting for teh pcs. ZOMGZ. Eat. Eat. Eat. 8:00 Arrives. OMG. NO PC WTF?! Stupid open-timers. K. Wait for another hour. ZOMG. Back to grillhouse and sit on the same chairs. Yay. Me: *sit* *ipod* *zzzZzzZz come on… @.@*

And infront of me was a plastic table, in a creme color. There was a plastic glass, labeled "Nestea", which was filled nothing more than ice. Looking more forward, a Pillar can be seen, more plastic tables of the same color, and finally, a big, spacious window, revealing a large and luscious football field. Ah yes, Olalde was beside me, texting as usual. He wore the usual school uniform, with his bag straped on him. In his hand, is a rather old model of a cellphone. He texted a lot and a lot. Further to the left side of the table, many persons can be seen. There’s Jei-kun, Chuchi, and Edrick Jerrick, all playing with their cellphone, probably the same and usual "Bomber-man" Game. Numerous other people were also there. To my right, at the other side of the table, Mejia sits there, staring at the air. Or something. I believe Sng was directly to the right of my desk. I listen to my ’shiro-chan’ attentively. Slowly, I notice people are starting to move, from the entrance from my left, which leads from the gym, towards to the entrance to my right, which leads to, mainly, the main campus itself. Hah, like I should care. I continue to look at the football field, staring plainly at the bright and open field.   "Futari ni God Bless~!" the lyrics went into my mind as I listened to ’shiro-chan’, however, right after as the chorus ended, the bright world before my eyes turns into a complete desolate field, full of darkness. Nothing can be seen. There was, however, little areas that light manages to breaches, and looking through them, I can see the same field I was staring at a moment ago. My vision had changed, but that’s only it. In my ears, I still hear ’shiro-chan’. My lips can still feel, uh, my mouth. And my heart, still pumps and moves. What has happened? Oh. And as I blindly wonder, a low-pinch, humble voice from behind me started to speak. "Who am I?" … Who? Who are you?! Are you God? What is this, curse that you have gave me? Tell me! Those lines, within myself, I tell. In reality, I scream, WAAAAAA!!, AAAA!!. I wonder. I really wondered. Humans have primarily five senses. The sense of hearing, seeing, touching, tasting, and smell. I can no longer see, or, more properly, my sight has been reduced. Yet, I can hear the same, feel my body the same, taste my mouth the same, and, smell the same. Yes. I felt I smelt something. I feel just outside my nose, just within my face, I smell something. Is it of delightful smell? No. Is it of a horrible stench? No. To simply put, it’s a smell… of a, hand. A semi-sweaty hand, perhaps. It doesn’t really smell. But you know, I smell a hand. Hand. Nose. Face. My nose feels a hand, over my face. Oh. OH. So that’s why. There probably is a hand on my face. Oh. Right. Then, it all connects then. The voice early. "Who am I?" Yes. Indeed. It all connects. And as I figure everything out. It seems that my time is finally over. Another voice, a voice which I just heard a while ago. Olalde. Olalde’s voice. I heard them. "L….i…..n…..a"… It would seem, he was indicating the person who grasped my face with his hands. But. There was no more time to wait. No more time to choose, to guess. And as I realized everything, the black world in my eyes disappeared. A streaming flash of light. A bright light shines through. Very bright. Really, damn bright. Have I died? Because of not answering a question, I deserved to die? Why? Why is the world like this….?!……………………….. ……..Ah. I seem to have recovered. The blinding light slowly went down. My vision slowly recovers. And, as I finally recover. I now know everything. Dasig. He was there. All the time. I knew it. That dazzling shine. It has got to be him. But. Is that it? How come I don’t remember anything else before that? And like a reflex, I, just looked back. A streaming crowd. A crowd that moves along. No sign of stopping. What is it? Why did I needed to look back. Looking to my left, is Olalde. Still on his phone. Nothing seemed to have changed. …What… did just happened?!

Haha~ What that means? Well, everything was kinda true until the Dasig part. Yeah, Olalde did point out who was there, and indeed it was Lina. I actually knew it the whole time but kept on "WAAAAAAAGH!!!"-ing. Reflex indeed! And Gino was saying some weird things as clue, I forgot what he did say, but they were weird @.@ So ya. After that, actually, I never actually got a glimpse of their face. They just moved along with the crowd. So ya. @.@ SO WHAT’S THE POINT IN THE PARAGRAPH ABOVE?! Simple. I want to check if I still have the 1337 writing skillz. I want to finish my unfinished fanfics, as well as create moar of them~! And, dunno. I wanted to have fun =P

So ya. After that, o ya Sng was with us, right? So we was ordering him to check up on those PCs. But he wont <.< So I volunteered to go with Sng, I wanted to CR. So blah blah blah. ……. ZOMG! 10:00 PCS?! <.< FINE. So we watch Soccer on the Football Field! ID3 vs. MT3! Yay! Blah blah blah. Moar blah blah blah. OMG! So after some blahs. Okay. Two people are in at 10. The rest at 11. K. Fine. So I left them to go first. W/E. Afterwards, I’m with Olalde, Sng and Arben. We goes to Gym and watch AT1 vs. MT basketball game championship. So yah @.@ Oh ya, we went to Swimming pool earlier, but only for a few minutes or so. Oh. That was earlier. Way earlier than the ‘eat’ part. Oh ya. I didn’t eat at that time. I just drank Nestea. K. So ya. I recieved TEH CALLZOZR. AND WE WENT ON TO PARTY! Oh ya, AT1 was losing about 15 or so points. And some pretty rough plays there, pushing and stuff. W/E. So when we arrive back, Irvin F-ingly takes the one spot available. I went CR. I went back. Arben and Olalde went to go find Mico, who was on the swimming team to inform them, and find Chuchi and the others too. Domeng and Gian was there the whole time. A bit later, Chuchi and the rest appeared. They were in teh gym too lawl. SO blah blah blah. FINALLY WE PLAY. IT’S 11:00 BABY!.

Game1: OMG MEJIA NUB FEEDING! His Dazzle. <.< AND I WAS LANE MATE OMG NOT-AGGRO ENOUGH <.< Ciel: You got a message! Message: Jay: erik pa sub… si melvin to. IDEA! MEJIA GET OUT YOU FEEDER!. SHOO! YAY! We play! Oh ya, 3v3. Or sumthin. Wait, everyone was there. So ya. -sp, Gian was at our side, he’s slowly regaining his SKILZZORZ. OMG CLINKZ LAWL. So W/E. Blah blah blah. Rmk. Mejia fed too much. Lineup sucks. K. Rmk. Ciel: You gots a call from Jei-kun! Jei-kun..?: Eric? Si Migz to. I sub pera. Now. Or sumthin. Me: K. Gian: K. So he sub! RMK! SAME ‘Players!’! The whole day. Same players. At first. Chuchi’s. PC. Had network problems. Blah blah blah. RMK. RMK. RMK MOAR. Later. Migz had problems. …. RMK. RMK MOAR DAMNIT. FINALLY A REAL GAME, AND A GOOD SCOURGE LINEUP! Nevermore/Leviathan, Viper, Lich/Pug. ………… Nevermore/Levi loses to Sven/VS?…. Okay fine. But. They should’ve done better <.< …………………. OMG. Lich/Pug loses to CM/Jug? CM/Jug is a good combo. But Please. Lich/Pug plainly dominates lane. AT ALL COSTS. SO WHY THE HELL DID THEY LOSE?! Simple. Everyone on my team was not aggro at all. They’re all SOOOO DAMNNNNNNNNN DEFENSIVE. W/E. I just had fun with Domeng’s NUB BB. I ate BB alot. He hadn’t got any creepkills at the time I was there. So ya. But in end, we pwns. GG. Next game, Senti, I play ghey FUrion, did good Tele-Sprout, comboed with VS on mid, Swap Stun Sprout -ed = GG. Blah blah blah. Midas-Scepter-AegisD Combo. GG.

OMG PRACTICE TIEMZOR! Its 2:30. Yay. O ya, total pc costs 140 gold. OMG. Tangoes ftw! So ya. Rly. W/E 40/hr is liek chiep. Ya rly. Moving on. Me: I has no cheering since i has acatech right? Mam Au: K. So ya. Finally. YAY I HAS NO CHEERING! Blah blah blah. Later we became cops who searches for 3rd year truants. Later we becames props. Later, I became the guy who switched of the lights <.< I was actually given the chance to control the ‘lighting’, the real light not stupid corridor bulb lights. I declined. Why? 1 = I DONT KNOW HOW. 2 = …how should I know if this effect is good or bad. Ya. So i get to switch bulbs <.< W/E. Spent the time with Felipe. Blah blah blah. 4th year plainly pwnt. 3rd and 2nd Year were close, but I believe the real advantage of the 2nd year is on their pretty lights. YAY LIGHTS! And 1st year had a MAJOR PWNAGE. Oh. Wait. I meant THEY GOT MAJORLY PWNT BIG TIME. Ya rly. @.@

W/E. Now let me out of here, I’m tired from all of today. NOT TO MENTION THERE’S A BIG FREAKIN GAME AGAINST ET TOMORROW. Oh ya, it has bet too. …. Damnit.