So, I’m going to make this quick. I don’t know if I should first make a draft in a piece of paper but I’m actually running out of time so I’m gonna wing it and sit back and see everything unfold before my eyes. I know I’m staking too much to do this kind of work without preparations but I need to pass this one before my end starts. I’m gambling my grades right here, right now, and I know it’s my fault why I’m in a rush right now but I’m going to stop rambling now and start going to my point of writing this – and probably posting, if I deem it okay-enough or I’m just desperate enough to meet my due date.
Heave a very deep sigh and release it reluctantly. Here we go…
I’m Erika Mae Tungol, 16, soon to be 17. Currently studying at JRU – Jose Rizal University – taking HUMSS and wishing for all the luck in the world to survive and walk on that stage on graduation day. I’m still trying to cope with the sudden culture shock when I entered that school gate from the very first day of my misery and tears, and probably bloodshed if not taken care of immediately, and as I’m currently in my second semester of hell and heaven at the same time, I could tell you now that I can survive! Although it’s very premature to say that, with my current classmates and teachers alike, I could tell you all now, I can do this. Everything is smooth sailing, I could tell because I can smell Christmas and New Year in the air and that means, semester break!!! YAHOO!~ Almost two weeks of relaxation after almost 3 weeks of hell, I’m going to use it fully and satisfy my needs; sleeping, eating extravagant foods for holidays, read my favorite fan fiction works and probably update my existing ones, and of course, receive my gifts from my uncles and aunties. This is going to be fun I assure you – whoever is reading this post.
The thing you need to know about me is that I’m crazy. Not crazy-needing medical attention-crazy but crazy-I’m a whirlwind of emotions, crying a moment ago and laughing seconds later kind of crazy. No need to be scared of me, I’m as harmless as a rabbit (but that rabbit is rabid with all those saliva drippings from its cute fluffy mouth with bloodshot eyes and elongated fangs and probably black fur instead of white) could be and I assure you I’m hug-gable like a fluffy teddy bear. What with all this fats and heart-attack worthy cholesterol-induced body but of course I’m kidding, I’m not that fat. I just weigh 70 kg last time I checked and that was when I caught mumps last summer and sufficed to say I don’t know my current weight but i’m sure I gained a few more but let’s just stick to the one I just gave you. I still have that curves at the sides, hopefully and I’m going to start running around if I even want my body back when I’m still in my freshmen years in high school. God, I feel like it’s so long ago and I miss the old days. Anyway, what was I saying before I started my babbling? *scrolls up and reads my entry* Oh, okay I remember now, let’s get our head back to the gutter, and as I was saying…
I’m technically a nice person( let’s just forget that technically part okay?), most days, when I’m not in an emotional-wreck-of-disaster-waiting-to-happen days. I told you that I’m kinda crazy right? So I’m going to elaborate that so you can understand. Ahem, most days, when I get the right amount of sleep and my fill of good (fantastic) fan fictions after a stressing day, and I’ll be in an energetic and good mood. Usually, if I didn’t met all that needs in a day, I’m either grumpy and can’t talk to normally or I’m a ball of very energetic bunny (the batteries ;)) and I can take on the world if I can. It’s either those two usually or if not, you can see my huddled form in a very dark corner of my mind, slowly sinking down to knee-level of depressing thoughts, wishing my life is not as it is right now. Sometimes it’s amusing, even for me, when I’m in this state of calamity but most days, I resent it. With all of my being. Why? Because it’s slowly destroying me. It’s slowly severing all my ties with my family, friends, to the people that matters in my life, and to the very real world where I can experience everything. When I’m in this state, I’m very destructive, silent, bottling up my emotions and very thoughts and slowly dies inside, without the world’s knowing. It’s very disturbing to say the least, if I put it that way but that’s the only way I can explain it, no other words. It’s like going to a battle and your opponent is your very mind, and knowing it’s do or die. The only question you’re entertaining is: “Am I going to let myself lose in this unending battle with my very self and let my dark thoughts win this one and lose the satisfaction of being normal?” When put that way, of course I’ll try my damnedest to win.
Waaiitt, I’m just going to scroll up real quick and see what I’ve been typing because I’m having a feeling (and it’s not a very reassuring one).
*A few minutes later*
Oh my god, I just finished reading it and it TURNED FOR A DARK ONE! What spirit possessed me when I wrote that? I thought I’m just going to explain but then, it turned from all-pink-and-frilly-crazy-thing to a-very-dark-and-disturbing-crazy-thing. What have I done?! *wails and flails arms everywhere*
And because of that, I’m going to end this sucker-y before it turns to worst! And I think it’s enough sharing for today since I just met the criteria of a minimum of 3 paragraph essay about myself and I think there’s a lot of imagery, simile, and metaphor, with a little bit of something-literature-y in the side so I guess it’s time to call it a day for now?
And oh before I end this, I’m going to say credits to the owners of the picture above because I don’t want someone suing me for claiming something of their’s as my own. I swear I’m just a cute potato lying around, waiting to be turn into a very awesome and heart-attack inducing fries that everyone can enjoy (maybe flavored with cheese or barbecue because it’s my favorite).
So goodbye for now powtatoes, ’till we meet again!