It mightn't be much but it's all I have
Yesterday I broke fast in my friend's house with my classmates. For once, everybody came. It was a lot of fun. My friend brought Wii and Life [this Monopoly-like game], and UNO block. I played with all three.
Played Wii for like twice for tennis [which I lost] and 4 times for boxing [which I won all the way, even with a guy].
Played Life and earned $ 2,070,000.00 [which I hoped could be turned into real money]
Played UNO block for like 3-4 times and lost once [what a thrilling game]
It was amazingly tremendously and incredibly fun. We eat. we laughed, we played, we talked, they [meaning my classmates, bcoz I didn't] took pictures, and we just held on to the night.
I feel so sorry for those who go home early since they didn't get to experience the fun of the late night activities. We sat outside on the terrace and lay there as if we were watching the stars [when the truth is, we weren't]. Some of my friends smoked so we just sat their and joined them [by just SITTING not SMOKING]. Then we took pictures and some things happen and we laughed and we ended up talking about school and how we think it's....well, I don't need to tell you about it.
For once, I really felt like we lived in the same house and we shouldn't go home at all. It felt so much more fun than last year bcoz in a year, a lot has changed and things seem to be a lot more interesting now. Oh, how nice!
It's just not fair that things always get real great when it's almost our time to part and say goodbye. Sure some of us might go to the same college or the same country. But it doesn't mean we could still be with each other again and everything.
These last 3 years was nice. Honestly, I wouldn't say it was the best three years of my life bcoz I had a better one year in the past. But that one year seems to have faded, like I fear these last 3 years will.
Anywaaay, I had a dream last night. This dream involved my classmates and the ending made me sad.
For once, it ended perfectly, not cut off.
I was pregnant. I don't know how, I don't know why. But I was pregnant. I forgot this part a bit but I think my classmates ended up taking care of me, treating me tenderly as if everything I do can endanger any baby within my belly. They teased me for being pregnant and everything. We had a lot of adventures [which I don't remember entirely].
I remember going to this book store and wanted to retrieve a book from the shelf. But it was at the edge of the building and I ended up hanging from the edge of the building to get this book and throw all the other wrong books out of the building. Once I got the right book, I managed to crawl back to the building. Then I went downstairs and saw the books that I threw out.
Because my friends were too over-protective, I didn't get to touch my belly at all. But once, out of curiosity, I did so. But my belly feels weird, like mashed potatoes. And at once, I knew I wasn't truly pregnant. I don't know what it was but I wasn't pregnant. And because I wasn't pregnant, my friends [who lived in the same huge house as I did] decided to go home. Little by little they left and I felt very, very sad. Things would be quieter from now on.
I tried to ask them to stay, I tried to make them not leave. But they left. They all did.
A little later, I woke up.