A Night to Remember
Yesterday was probably the first and final day I ever do something incredibly stupid and reckless and memorable with the group of people I never really felt anything with.
There was a final gathering night-out for last term's class members since Foundation is ending. I was threatened with bodily harms should I skip even though I had totally rejected it flat-out with the intention of staying in bed and reading cozily. After mulling, I thought, why not. It's just eating out.
Wrong.
Yes, we had dinner together. It was quite lovely. And I had fully intended to go back after filling my stomach when there was a chorus of "I-City here we come" reverberating through the group. "No.", I said repeatedly. "Yes.", they chorused like annoying brats. Amelia disregarded this heated conversation because she knew that as long as she's going, whatever I said wouldn't matter because I'd follow her to keep her safe. Still, I wanted my thoughts on the matter to be CLEAR. And so we went, by foot.
It was just another amusement park to me. Yes, they're pretty. But it's just another park to me. The others had a blast, though. I-City was blaring songs and we just sang along, loudly like a bunch of high-as-a-kite kids, most of them dancing like nobody's watching. Amelia, and a few of us not-so hyper kids just stood at the end and watched. Amelia took a ride on one of the scary rides and I was proud that she kept her dinner intact. She was bruised a little during the bumper ride but that was 100% on her. Bumper cars are a violent game. If you're not bruised, you're doing it wrong.
We fooled around until 2 in the morning and went to the college's nearest McD to spend the night. The gate closes by 11 and we have to wait until 6 a.m till it opens if we don't want to get blacklisted by the authority. Those're the rules.
Most of us slept soundly, even with the bustling noises in the fast-food joint. One thing I'd like to point out here, is that McD's coffee sucks ass. The beans must've been made from plastic or whatever. Few of us didn't sleep the whole time, including me. Well, for me, not sleeping is like rejoining a long lost schedule. It's not a feat I haven't done in my highschool years. There's a few interesting updates during the 5 hours we spent in the huddled corner of the premise but one I would not open for now. It's a secret. *wink*
After that, we went to the rooftop of the Engineering Faculty in front of my college's residence to see the sunrise. All of us were dead tired and sleepy but they wanted to go all the way through. Besides, all of us wanted to quench this lingering curiosity of what would it feel like to be on top of that building. And in those moments of recklessness, we did.
I daren't say I regret it.
It was truly a beautiful sight to behold.
Unfortunately, it was not enough to rid me of my aching muscles and bones and weary nerves. Maybe it was because of the number of company. Maybe it was because of the sight of human contraptions i.e buildings, houses, vehicles, etc etc.
I grew bored of it, and waited for the others to do the same. They didn't, but I could hardly care. We had little time until the Engineering students come in.
As we walked down the steep road, a sense of 'finally' came into my thoughts. I didn't hate the night, partly, and it was certainly a memorable one. I could probably cross out the 'do something entirely stupid, reckless, and useless as a college student' number on the bucket list I never had, now. I made peace with these people I shared a moment with, and make do with whatever it is we have now.
I reached my room at 7 a.m and stripped down to bed.
Thank God it's a day off so I could sleep into oblivion for the next hopefully 8-10 hours.
I woke up at 3 p.m.
Took a long-postponed, well-deserved shower.
And opened my blog.
There was a final gathering night-out for last term's class members since Foundation is ending. I was threatened with bodily harms should I skip even though I had totally rejected it flat-out with the intention of staying in bed and reading cozily. After mulling, I thought, why not. It's just eating out.
Wrong.
Yes, we had dinner together. It was quite lovely. And I had fully intended to go back after filling my stomach when there was a chorus of "I-City here we come" reverberating through the group. "No.", I said repeatedly. "Yes.", they chorused like annoying brats. Amelia disregarded this heated conversation because she knew that as long as she's going, whatever I said wouldn't matter because I'd follow her to keep her safe. Still, I wanted my thoughts on the matter to be CLEAR. And so we went, by foot.
It was just another amusement park to me. Yes, they're pretty. But it's just another park to me. The others had a blast, though. I-City was blaring songs and we just sang along, loudly like a bunch of high-as-a-kite kids, most of them dancing like nobody's watching. Amelia, and a few of us not-so hyper kids just stood at the end and watched. Amelia took a ride on one of the scary rides and I was proud that she kept her dinner intact. She was bruised a little during the bumper ride but that was 100% on her. Bumper cars are a violent game. If you're not bruised, you're doing it wrong.
We fooled around until 2 in the morning and went to the college's nearest McD to spend the night. The gate closes by 11 and we have to wait until 6 a.m till it opens if we don't want to get blacklisted by the authority. Those're the rules.
Most of us slept soundly, even with the bustling noises in the fast-food joint. One thing I'd like to point out here, is that McD's coffee sucks ass. The beans must've been made from plastic or whatever. Few of us didn't sleep the whole time, including me. Well, for me, not sleeping is like rejoining a long lost schedule. It's not a feat I haven't done in my highschool years. There's a few interesting updates during the 5 hours we spent in the huddled corner of the premise but one I would not open for now. It's a secret. *wink*
After that, we went to the rooftop of the Engineering Faculty in front of my college's residence to see the sunrise. All of us were dead tired and sleepy but they wanted to go all the way through. Besides, all of us wanted to quench this lingering curiosity of what would it feel like to be on top of that building. And in those moments of recklessness, we did.
I daren't say I regret it.
It was truly a beautiful sight to behold.
Unfortunately, it was not enough to rid me of my aching muscles and bones and weary nerves. Maybe it was because of the number of company. Maybe it was because of the sight of human contraptions i.e buildings, houses, vehicles, etc etc.
I grew bored of it, and waited for the others to do the same. They didn't, but I could hardly care. We had little time until the Engineering students come in.
As we walked down the steep road, a sense of 'finally' came into my thoughts. I didn't hate the night, partly, and it was certainly a memorable one. I could probably cross out the 'do something entirely stupid, reckless, and useless as a college student' number on the bucket list I never had, now. I made peace with these people I shared a moment with, and make do with whatever it is we have now.
I reached my room at 7 a.m and stripped down to bed.
Thank God it's a day off so I could sleep into oblivion for the next hopefully 8-10 hours.
I woke up at 3 p.m.
Took a long-postponed, well-deserved shower.
And opened my blog.
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