I was locked out of the house today. After being dropped off by the school shuttle, I found myself hitting the gate for nothing. Nobody was home and I didn’t have a key. So I just sat somewhere in front of our house, and for one hour, I just read a book to kill time while waiting.

Waiting didn’t bother me much. I never realized our neighbor plays the violin. I was listening to it the entire time while I was outside. Wonderful!! If that person was a 10 in violin, I would be a 0.1! Beatiful music… I have to know who that person is.

Anyway, after one hour, nobody arrived except for my brother. I was growing extremely impatient. I ordered my brother to climb our two and a half meter gate. But he failed. Mind you, our gate isn’t the steel-grills type of gate. It’s a thick slab of steel painted green. So I tried it out. I was able to do it. But, I got stuck at the top for about ten minutes because I was too scared to jump off from up high. In the end, I had no choice. Congratulate me! I can be a burglar!

Anyway, when my brother and I got in the garage, we found out that all the doors were locked as well. But it was better waiting inside the compound than outside in the street. We got in a couple of minutes afterwards. Our house helper came home dressed and with roses. She went on a date!

We didn’t have classes yesterday because the teachers had a retreat seminar thing. But, I still went to school because my Filipino group had to do a sort of photo shoot for a draft story board.

The rest of the day till early this morning, as usual, I was cramming. I seriously entertained thoughts of skipping school today so I could do my thesis paper, my Math worksheet, TD lesson plan, Art project, Filipino paper, Physics homework…arrgh! A lot! I was cramming to finish them all in one night. The expert crammer that I am though, I was able to finish everything before the school bus picked me up. I attended classes today.

It’s almost twelve. I just woke up a little more than an hour ago. My inner child is about to wake up. Now I can do my homeworks…

…Diarrhea. Something I ate yesterday gave me diarrhea last night. I stayed up half the night curling on my bed from side to side cringing in pain. I spent hours moving my lose bowel numerous times. The next morning, I was dehydrated, I was suffering from nausea and lack of sleep. In school, I slept for two periods. Good thing the teacher didn’t seem to mind. Give the good boy listener some time to be a good sleeping boy in class. I felt so weak, I never left my seat for recess and lunch. Except for the time I dragged my feet to the infirmary and try to get myself excused from CAT. No luck. I was just given paracetamol. But by CAT time, I wasn’t feeling that bad any more. Good thing it was cloudy. Had it been torrid hot, I would have collapsed while we were doing marching drills.

I only spent half the day in school. I left during lunch time for Makati Medical Center for a medical examination at 2. I arrived there at 1:30. I was instructed to go to the laboratory. The instruction for the lab technicians were in a paper I was holding. I didn’t understand anything in it, except for the urinalysis thing. All the others were written in acronyms. When I got my turn, it turned out that all those acronyms had something to do with blood tests. I was scared. I would’ve been more scared had I known that they were supposed to get three test tubes of blood from me. I only found out after I opened my eyes after they did it. Haha! After that, I went to this lab where I had to lie down and have a machine connected to me through all these suction wires. It’s for the heart, they said.

After all the tests, I had to wait for about an hour before being interviewed by the doctor. After that, I was interviewed again by the lady who’s managing all these. I think I just brought down my chances of getting to Japan several notches. I told the lady that my family belongs to the upper middle class. After that, she talked about them having to prioritize sending intelligent students who are most in need and that they might not choose me because they believe my family can afford sending me with fees.

No! They can’t, they won’t! Please let me in…

I called AFS to confirm if I really got into the final round of interviews, if I was among the fifteen finalist from the private schools group. The lady said yes, but I was only an alternate or something. I can’t understand, all she assured me of is that I’m in the top 15. Oh well, I’m kind of disappointed. I don’t want to hope that much. The lady sent me a text message this afternoon instructing me to go to Makati Medical Center tomorrow for medical examination.

Oh my God! Alix said he called AFS this afternoon and told me I got in (and he didn’t). Wohoo!! Shit! I’m so excited!

But hell, I didn’t receive any calls here at home. There’s probably a misunderstanding. I don’t want to hope that much yet… but shit, I’m so excited!! Wohoo!!

Our juniors team won! Even if the seniors lost, that’s okay. Talagang magaling ang FEU, can’t do anything about it. They deserve it. I didn’t watch the games today in Araneta but if I may say, the Ateneo cheering crowd as a whole, is a very supportive crowd, still there even though the team’s losing (form how I saw it in TV anyway).

Oh, and for that previous entry which garnered another one of those heated arguments with my friends, go read it again (I mean, that entry). I didn’t edit it, it’s as is as you saw it. I was merely describing those who were seated around me in Araneta last Thursday. Not Ateneans as a whole, not Ateneo as an institution. Why take offense in that? I never even insulted you. You guys were the ones who “jokingly” called me a jinx since it was my first time to watch a seniors game. You know very well I’m not a basketball fanatic. I wouldn’t have even went to that game if I wasn’t going to be seated with you guys. Why hold it against me? They even failed to realize that I was cheering as loud, even louder than they were.

Sigh, I hope I get the call tomorrow. I really want to go to Japan right now. I want to leave, ‘tang ina!!! I don’t have anything to lose for a month except Christmas with my family and my perfect attendance record in school. My friends rather defend basketball and attack my personality than understand what I said. That’s what’s offending me!!