Part 2: Painfully Distressing
O - O - O
How distressing can it be?
Second day of classes. *groans* A lot of crying and being despairingly sick has happened. We just have to be thrown with a lot of assignments on the first day and I unwillingly submit to its chains of banishment to my fictional world. How did I start my day then?
Simple, I never slept. You heard that right. Because I was busy surfing the net because of the possibilities I cannot get in touch with it for a while because of school work and stuff. On that particular day, nothing really happened that much other than the fact we have to endure our teachers.
Our English teacher is also a Spanish teacher, a great speaker actually. Allen and I contemplated that he and the AI should be best friends because they never gets satisfied with an answer. We had a recitation and I keep reciting in my head what I was going to say but then when I was called, I was totally mind-blocked. I cannot think of anything. I've been ramming my head from the inside just to find a single word and I guess he was tired of waiting for my answer that he was going to move on when I thought of 'reader'. I mean "Screw it anyway."
I felt completely idiotic because I just made the wrong impression. In that particular day, I heard that the Tank was admitted to the hospital because he actually got dengue fever. So that's sad life.
Accidentally, because of sulking and depression, I've been spacing out and zoning out lately that's why I found in one situation that I had a staring contest with the AI. I never won in staring contests because I immediately laugh but this situation was different.
I felt emotionless and I could not crack up. It ended with the AI having tears form in his eyes probably because of the wind. And I just walked away indifferently.
After everything that happened on school, it was time to go home. I just saw the AI. I followed him. But I never went to his side. I really am not fond of starting conversations. That's why I was just there a few centimeters behind him. We never acknowledged each other. Just walked there like we were separate students who didn't have anything to do with each other.
When we reached the main road, he yelled something that I cannot particularly comprehend. The only thing I know was that the 4th years were laughing at what he yelled. And the one thing that registered to my mind was, "Blocks?" *cue head-tilt*
That night, I was very tired and immediately slumped dead on our mattress downstairs because I was too lazy to go upstairs. And all I remembered before I was rudely awakened was my father yelling at me to get up. Because I refused, I got whipped with a belt. Groaning, because I know resistance is futile. I just ate a few amount, drank water, brushed my teeth, and went to sleep.
Unfortunately, the electric fan was turned wrong and I pull on the blankets over me and it was hot but I didn't mind. I just have to many things to think of at that moment. And before I knew it, I started crying. Yes, this is what I say by Misako inheriting this side of mine. Inside, I am Misako and outside I am Yui. That's why I said they were like my mirror resemblance.
Thinking of things like how they don't understand me and stuff escalated to back about Allen leaving. And I just bawled my eyes out in pain and they just stop. So, I felt hollow again. Cue my father, went upstairs to give me a mango shake but then because of my pride, I refused it and told him to give it to my sisters.
I mean, "Who the hell becomes sweet after becoming in rage because of that person?!" I admit my family has some weird bipolar tendencies.
That was pretty much of it anyway. And I fell asleep gradually not knowing the consequences of my stubbornness.
(I didn't want it much that feelsy but yeah what happened here are true. My awkward start of classes welcomed me to a painfully distressing life. And to think I started writing it at 5 AM and I get to post it at 9:45 AM is just a proof I slept already because of tiredness and laziness.)
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