While other students my age could easily get over something like - what, eternal happiness, I would be left on cloud nine, trying to put myself back... and I constantly fail.
Have I been waiting all along for my Intramurals clothes to be washed, so I can wear them all day long, recalling what it felt to be cosmic. Day after day...
From the nook of my head, I recall it was a hectic day; Ma'am May told us to bring cameras which I hesitatingly borrowed from Joseph and Eula. I recalled Jestine talking to me about some Shakespeare's idioms or so I thought that meant as whole different story. I recalled some people running to and from the Maliksi Building, in their loose red shirt, with a horse symbol on the center, and I realized I too, was in the same crowd. Oh, yes, it was a sports event. Okay.
Basically, I'm not sporty. Far from my stature's potential, I never got the hang of playing, slash watching basketball, or volleyball, or table tennis, and even chess, goodness, I don't win any match. But straightforwardly, I did enjoy this two-day event. Perhaps because this is too phenomenal, or it's just that we're not going to have classes for two days. Just kidding.
It was 8:00 AM, or did I lose track of time, when I found myself listening to our principal's welcome address accompanied with superficially pathetic adjectives 'long yet meaningful' and I must admit, it was really meaningful - and long.
So despite the task that was documenting the events, I'm sure my colleagues and I would agree that we did not have a bad time. After *drumrolls, the hot people are here* Mr. and Ms Physiques were introduced, and the cheer dances were superbly accomplished, ever-gorgeous Ma'am Myra got the mike, and together with the school head, mustered the sentence: Let the games begin!, with a jump ball from each team captains from four levels.
The next thing I can remember is that I was in the Physics Lab, momentarily watching chess boys, while being the loudest. I know contestants there would not mind me, but the facilitators were. I remember, one time, while two girls were almost done playing, and someone said 'checkmate', I quickly peeked, and I was surprised to realize it's not yet! So absentmindedly, I said, "Here!" While moving the rook piece which is supposed to be invalid. A teacher went and I went frantic, eluding the laboratory. That was the scariest and most unforgettable moment. Anyway I got what I wanted, the results and pictures.
I didn't bother to watch basketball, partly since I had no interest, 'Boo it was bragging and all,' but mostly, because someone is documenting it already. And I just don't want to see it, that's all, or was I being odious?
So instead of deliberating my discombobulated thoughts, I just went by walking and passing the gym. So I stayed there, almost unable to hear my own voice, because the crowd's voice was even louder than thunder, it seemed. An event like sack race defeated basketball - block A's audience impact? What a big surprise. There, with Jazzel, we watched as Jaffet hopped like a grasshopper, and I was overjoyed, forgetting my great yearning for drinks. So obviously what I did was to go to canteen, eat and drink, and rest...
The next thing I knew, I was in front of the computer, while in front of the TRC was patintero playing. When I needed to go back to room, someone I knew was going to where I came from, and I cannot look at her entirely. It was 3:00 PM or something, and she just came out of the Physics Lab - the one I pawned in the chess games. I saw her face weird. For a second thought, 'Oh she stayed long for another chess game with Jazzel.' And I chuckled a bit. It was plainly weird for it was hot, normally in the afternoon, the sky would cry. But maybe it's in the Lord's plan...
I was still stretching my arms for I think I had sprain, slash cramps while sleeping there for no apparent reason, when I remembered I need to wear my red shirt again. I recalled, "A whole day of documenting again, eh? I would find time enjoying the stay, I guess." And I could just be the most accurate fortuneteller.
I didn't document most of the day. I just stayed in the TRC, and some introduction for the said documents. I reckon my bloodshot eyes were in deep suffering, but my mind was elsewhere. Every time I hear hearsay that basketball-girls is going to start, I remembered telling myself, "This is one great frolic to end the sports event." So without any repercussions, I left the computer, thinking I have all the time, time to time watching the girls do their thing. I cannot help but to pity Joanna for she guarded a huge (not to criticize) opponent and I heard she had bruises everywhere. I could feel how juniors acted when Debbie shoots a ball. And amidst this, I could feel my heart pounding, thinking if I didn't watch this, even just looking a bit then going back to the TRC, I would have missed half of Intrams' spirit. Ate Cristelle decided to go home so we cleaned the room we stayed in, said goodbyes, I rode our van, slept, and I went off to Dreamland... Sunday was a different story, I went to church, then to school... my head aches. But I guess when you aim on prizes, headaches are not excuses.
It was awarding ceremonies; the principal was not there, only teachers, several of them to witness the events, and same goes with the students, all roaring and shouting. I was sitting there; expecting not to stand since I didn't play anything, but at least to cheer for the team makes people glad. Two hours or less became minutes, everyone even though last place, was having a good time, and I thought that would suffice everything. Tug-of-war, sack race,... basketball-boys, MVP's, Cheerdance, Mr. and Ms. Physique, and the over-all. I thought if we were last that was a shame but I couldn't blame them because I didn't play myself. While thinking about it, Green Chevrolet (First year) was called and received fourth. Then, both Yellow Lamborghini and Red Ferrari went as 2.5, 2nd year and third year (us) respectively, and of course, Blue Porsche won, the fourth year.
I never cared about the awarding anymore. As long as I know I'm glad with what I felt, and that is pure happiness. What would be better than unity? My heart almost skipped a beat when I realized III-N was no longer isolated, or perhaps we were momentarily united with other sections, but to feel it is enough for me to feel infinite again.
As classes resume, my mind was still left in the gym, it was watching the event over and over again. My friends told that was our blog, and now I snapped out of my relentless and constant mind thinking about the Intrams', thinking it was deja vu, and I found myself typing this blog post for English-III. And while it is not directly thought of many, I knew I played something big in our sports event, thinking this is one of the rarest sports event I actually enjoyed. Of course I'll get tired reminiscing it, but how do pictures and memories help? I really felt happiness, pure happiness.
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