Oh my f***ing god, it hurts like hell (!!!). It's been months since I actually needed that telltale Ponstan that's been kept in that (only) zipped part of my lovely pink luggage school bag. And it's been ages since I missed a meal. (Proper diet, proper diet!) It's been ages since I slept in until 12 noon. It's been ages since my braces made me wish I didn't have them. (I usually don't think of them being there anymore, they're part of my mouth already.) It's been ages since something like today happened. I woke up at around past 4 in the morning because my stupid cell phone had the recurrent alarm turned on. Why did I not turn it off for weekends? I guessed that I'd be sleeping until late, late, late because it's the first time in months that I had a free day, or free Sunday. You know what, I actually believe that weekends are only Sundays, because I do take Saturday classes (painting!), and then I'll have to go to wherever my siblings take their Saturday classes (Ice Skating and OT, and in a few weeks, soccer). Yeah, Sundays are my only free hours. Anyway, I sent good luck with ACET messages then slept again...and on and on again...and on and on again...and dreamt of so much. I dreamt the there was some natural calamity that happened in AA, and that we were part of the good-guys group. The bad guys were at the Grade 6 & 7 building, and one of them was Chick. We went to the building to "rescue" the victims, and our protection was our deep red gowns. Chick, my cousin, couldn't touch us because we were wearing the red gowns that we used for her wedding, and uh, sentimental value? I also dreamt that after that little calamity, peace returned and the storms were gone, and we were having our HS assembly at the penthouse. I dreamt that one of my teammates (can't remember who) lost both hands, that's because of the microwave. She went downstairs to look for somthing to eat when the radioactive rays from the microwave did something to her hands. The next morning, she woke up with black hands (Dumbledore, eh?), and she went to school without hands. Eek? :-s Izkurry. Whatever, I also dreamed the there was a stage at the Peace Garden, and people were gathered there. Some lottery or raffle of sorts was taking place, and my old crush-slash-friend was the emcee. Yay, cool. There were other scenes, such as poor kids lining up at the AA gate, and somebody having the same stroller bag as I do--except the color is lavander, and I mistaked it for my own, etc., but I can't remember what went on, really.

Now, back to my (sad) reality. I woke up at 12 with an aching back and aching teeth. (Braces!!!) I wanted to take in Ponstan already, but Mom said I had to eat. I "ate" Swiss Miss, and I looked for my (dear) Ponstan, but the (screw-up) capsules just weren't there anymore! I only have one pocket inside my bag (I think it's for those personal things when you travel) and all I saw were green and pink threads (they're Nela's, I used it to make bracelets, but I haven't returned them yet), a folded piece of a 1/4 sheet (with drawings/sketches of my soon-to-be prom dress), a nail cutter (in the shape of a pig), and some random ballpen that doesn't have ink anymore. Now where is that Ponstan when I needed it? Lost, probably frolicking in the midst of books and notebooks. I simply did not have the heart to actually take out (all) my books and look for that fateful little pill. I'm hurting. And I can stand it (Ha, sinong niloko ko? Takte, ang sakit.)

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Yesterday, I didn't paint because we were pressed for time. I had to have my third ound of injections for cervical cancer immunity. (O Impe, hindi pala HIV. HAHA. Sorry, cervical cancer.) And my siblings needed to have their respective injections too. I also had my back checked for scoliosis (NEGATIVE!!!), but I'll have to continue using my stroller because if I use a backpack, I might develop it. You are the music in me...nananana (Sorry, narinig ko lang.) Moving on, I then went to Galle.

Am I allowed to say why I was at Galle? Well, compromise. I was supposedly going to trick GIRL into going to Galle, where BOY is waiting to surprise her, to make up for things he did or did not do. (Is this right?) But, GIRL didn't really want to go, I told GIRL I was there already. So GIRL pulled SISTER with her, and they went to GALLE where BOY was waiting. SISTER asked me where I was, because SISTER didn't want to be a third wheel. Whoops, but I was at Med City! My, my. What a mess. I told BOY that SISTER was with them, so BOY told me I simply had to go to Galle too. It's a beautiful thing that my own sister, Arianne, happened to want to go to Bestsellers! Ha! So I went to Galle. I met with GIRL and SISTER, and I pulled SISTER with me and I bought Pilates bands. BOY and GIRL frolicked in the green, green grass, under the rays of the sparkling sunshine walked around the mall and ate at KFC. SISTER and I stayed at Ice Monster, catching up with each other. SISTER handed over a green paperbag (Haha, okay, giveaway na to for their identities) and a piece of folded yellow paper with white sheets inside. (THANK YOU!!!) And my Mom said we had to go home (or to the dentist rather), and so I brought SISTER to GIRL, and said my darlings good-bye.

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Then I went to the dentist, slept at the clinic, and had the time of my life. New wires, new rubbers, perfect braces after weeks of mistreated braces (I kept on eating hard food!) And then my (sad) reality happened, teeth hurt, stomach churning, back aching. Time of my life, my ass!!!. Rubber bands are the worst things that could ever graze the fields of my mouth! What's the best? (Eww.)

I'd read Macbeth already. I simply have to. Whatever happened to the ACET-takers? How are you faring? Well I...I wanna have mine! I. Want. College. NOW. (: