I haven't really shown any care towards the clubs I'm in lately, well, any of my school academics or activities. I've been slacking off in everything, even trying to keep up with friends and Derrick. I believe it's because I've been feeling sicker and weaker everyday. Whatever this condition is, it's stupid and it's killing me.
On the bright side, my breathing condition hasn't worsened. I've been using my inhaler everyday, but forgetting every so often since I'm a very unorganized person and tend to forget things. For example, today I was suppose to drop off my English make-up work, but forgot and went down to Taraval to get a drink that upsets my stomach and causes me to fart. Lactose intolerant. haha.
So, starting from the beginning:
I woke up late but got ready faster than everyone else in the house. I scrambled around the house to find my birthday present for Derrick which I had forgotten to take with me on his birthday, then forgot to take it out of the car the next day, then my dad took it out of the car when I was ready to give it to him. Well, I managed to get it to him today and he wore it happily while pulling off his chubby-cheeked smile. It was a lined knit hat sewn with neon colors with a black base and fuzz ball attached to the top. He wore it, but stared at me with the sad face that he always put on whenever he was worried about somebody. That was second block period.
I took my two puffs of medication then walked with Derrick to the North Gym entrance to the girls locker room. We took a long time to say bye, almost like we'd never see each other again. Of course, a security guard broke it up and we left. I threw the door open and banged on my locker door in anger while pretending to laugh at something a friend had said. Joannie and I shared a secret in the locker room, not a dirty one, but something silver. I stared at her as she showed me tricks while I let out little shrieks worrying that she would get cut if she kept on going. I asked her to stop so that she wouldn't hurt herself and smiled slightly.
We ran once around the block, but I felt winded right after running up the hill of the school and couldn't make the rest. I got 7:51 on the short run. When we finished, we had about forty five more minutes to do some volleyball drills. Right after I got changed as soon as possible so I could go down to Taraval with Derrick and skip out on Hawaiian club. That's when I completely forgot about my make-up work.
After lunch, we slowly walked back and up the stairs to Physics. Derrick sat next to me during the test with the sad expression plastered on his face. I hated seeing him sad especially since I'm usually the depressed one.
School ended and we sat quietly in GG park. I don't wanna leave him since it would be more difficult to see each other outside of school. I can't remember, but he did something to trigger my "I hate you" jokingly. I realized that if I did have to transfer schools, Derrick and I wouldn't be able to see each other that often due to the care his family needs. Of course, I'd rather him be with his family than me, but I would miss the tight hugs he would give me like he does now. I got pissed at him after he screamed, "OMG THERE'S A SPIDERBITE ON YOU!". I'm terrified of spiders and hate bites so much. He apologized a million times and told me the reason why he fell in love with me. Then I got closer on the bench and hugged him while sniffling out a few tears. He laughed at complained about my fake glasses in the way of wiping my tears away. I really didn't want to leave that moment, then the car horn honked behind us.
Then, everyday like I usually would, I rolled down my window and screamed out to him, "GOODNIGHT, MOON!"
But he didn't respond, so I text him and said, "You didn't hear me.. :c"
"I did cutie<3"
I want to stay with him as long as possible. We've had millions of ups and down, stupid fights, and many emotional moments. But unlike some, we survived.
10/27/09. Remember?
