My soul's journey from Never land has ended. As I rise up from my usual sleeping sanctuary, I realized time was ahead of me. As expected, I'm 30-45 minutes late again from my 9am class.
Thursday of February 23: after taking a bath, I noticed something strange about my body. I was weak. Of course not to mention the sleepless nights I had with my DM colleagues of trying to meet up with one crucial deadline the following day, this feeling of mine is much more different. Somehow, not knowing what strucked me, I still managed to put on my rugged clothes and shoes; I've decided to show my thick-skinned face to class.
The sun was up and everyone was busy. Smoke from various vehicles dissipated to the air. Traffic was very evident. I was caught in the middle of this scenario still bearing this out-of-this-world feeling. At that very moment, I figured out it was the first day of our pre-final exams. So I flew immediately to room 332.
I arrived in just a minute or two. Similar faces situated every seat. Sir Jimmy was nowhere to be found. However, he left the class with a case study. It should be submitted by 10:30.
It was already 10 and I only have 30 minutes left to do the assigned activity. It was honestly a perfect time to day dream but I decided not to. I then had a short chat with my buddies namely Francis and Neil. After, I took a deep breath. I accepted the abrupt challenge. Luckily I finished and submitted my answer sheet right on time.
The bell rang and our teacher was already there to collect the papers. In a while, I joined my other friends. Yes they were having fun. But I guess fun was not there for me after all. Inee, surprisingly, with her normal high-pitched voice told me: "Dre, niburot lagi imong nawng?!"
Some of my classmates inside the room shifted their attention towards me. Rashes were found all over my face and my entire body. This time shrimps and crabs were not the causes. Perhaps chicken? Nearer to that: I got chicken pox!
I asked Maeka and Kiki to bring me to the clinic. Kiki was a bit afraid to come near me. Poor little thing: "Wa pa gi hangga..." I understood her though. Maeka, on the other hand was just cool about it. Her so called "chiken pox torment" has already been burried for several years. The simple thought of bringing me to the school clinic made my aching heart ( Damn I'm going to miss our oral defense!) relieved.
Hello to my pillows, my blanket, my bedsheet; hello to my bed! It looks like we'll get to know each other even better. My status? Isolated! But at least, not to them.
