A Part of Somebody's Life

i was browsing through my old posts and I saw this post as a draft..

I completely forgot that I had this post but seeing it reminded me telling myself that I'd publish it when I feel that it's the right time.

I think it's about time I publish it... :)

No, this post is not about cubes.

And no, it's not a quotation either.

I would like to apologize for the feeling of boredom that you might experience as you read through this post.

Sorry.

So here it goes.....

Every waking day was an exciting day for me.Even though I could barely open my eyes because of sleepiness,thinking that I will see him gave me the urge to jump out of bed (Yes.I gladly did..Even with half of my eyes closed. haha).

I was a "bus rider" so I was one of those early birds in school. As I sat down my chair with my book open, attempting to review for our quiz that day,I can't help but think of what might happen today(ok..I was thinking of someone..happyy??). Anyways,I try hard to concentrate. I try reeeeaaallllyyyy hard...... But each time the door opened, I can't help but look. And there, I have to start aalllll oooovvver again.

It was a few minutes before flag ceremony and I haven't reviewed for our quiz!! My mind was set to cramming mode and I put all my attention to my notes (Wah!! I really,really have to concentrate this time!). I was doing quite well and was a quarter through the topic when suddenly the door opened once more....

There he was---the guy I had a crush on since like......FOREVER....

(Ok fine, I may be exaggerating a bit but I had a crush on him for quite a long time. )

Seeing him completed my day.. :)

*Sigh* :)

The bell rang and as we rush to the door, again, with me being a gentleman--i mean lady...?....gentle... lady???? whatever----I was the last person left inside the classroom..... atleast that's what I thought.

I saw someone standing by the door and as I looked up.... it was him! He was holding the door open..(for me?? nAh.... for the whole class maybe. It just so happened that I was the last one left)...........*sigh*

Ok. So anyways, here I was, thinking of what to type next when suddenly........ my sister, screaming her head off(exaggerated much! LOL),called out my name and kept bragging about where some of her clothes are.

I was beginning to lose my temper(sOooo close of being officially irritated) that I asked myself, "HOW IN THE WORLD SHOULD I KNOW?! sheesh!"

...then I realized... "Ooops! My bad! i think I might have put those away in a box with some our mom's clothes.."

Yikes!

I better go and get it...

12.25.08(9:56PM)

NOTe: The story narrated does not reflect of the author's personal experiences.

....or does it???? hmmmm????

haha