This week's Wednesday was finally the day of our last midterm exam. That exam was supposed to be done before the holy week vacation, but unfortunately, it had been postponed a lot of times because of unforeseen matters that our teacher needed to deal with. I thought it would be brief, but alas! We waited for almost an hour just for it to start because another unforeseen and much important matter came up. Yet still I'm undeniably annoyed because supposed to be we have plans after school that I thought wouldn't be realized because of that delay.
It's way past four when we finished our test. I'm both mentally and physically exhausted plus I'm emotionally battered too because just before our test started I received my mother's message about Chippi. He's already dead and that greatly saddened me. I've already anticipated that he will end up that way no matter how hard we feed and care for him. He looked pretty exhausted for the past few days, and like him, we also stayed late just to monitor and feed him every time he cried. That's why my mood wasn't at its decent state that afternoon.
Because of that, I thought I wouldn't find myself joining them in their fiesta venture, but I think I underestimated the will of my group of friends. I thought that overtime would make their decision waver because the time left for our fiesta venture was considerably lessened, yet it turns out they're really eager to go with it. They even convinced us—the hesitant ones—to go with them. Of 'course not all were able to join, but still, I'm one that got convinced. Since it's just a once-in-a-year event, I want to cheer myself up a little, and also I want to break my school-to-home routine, and so I went with them even though I had a schedule for reporting yesterday. After all, it's just an hour visit...yeah, just an hour, right?
It was already five when we arrived at our meeting place. I thought that the place where the fiesta was happening was just nearby. But it turned out it wasn't because it's literally way uppppp the mountain. I immediately hesitated if it was really worth going there because it was almost dusk, and I didn't want to stay up until night there. You know I'm quite a believer in supernaturals and such so staying till night in a place that's unfamiliar to me was something I've been avoiding for the past years I've attended fiestas. However as I made our way, I saw the sun almost setting up—maybe there's always a room for the first time.
One of the teachers accompanied and that somehow made me nervous and also kinda relieved at the same. Nervous because we're quite the rambunctious kind when we're just in our group circle, but somehow I'm relieved because I already have a trump card against my mother's upcoming scoldings. I wasn't able to get permission because it's just a spur-of-the-moment decision of mine. It was way past 5:00 when we arrived and Ate Shine, the one who invited us, welcomed us. Before we went inside their house we took a receipt of our moments together—a few snaps of group pics.
After brief pleasantries, we made our way to their dining area and started the real battle eating. Honestly, I was quite hungry that time because usually during 5:00 P.M. I'm already at home, eating snacks and doing school stuff. But that Wednesday was different! I did my very best not to eat like a starving dog, I first served myself a decent amount of food. I thought twice servings was enough to sate my palate, but it turns out thrice does the trick now. I was so focused on eating that I didn't notice my companions snapping pictures. It was already at the last two shots when I noticed it haha.
It was already dark when we finished eating, and of 'course we didn't go home immediately. We stayed for a while for a few more hours, and there we had a few drinks and life stories. By the way, the drink is non-alcoholic because if it's otherwise I wouldn't drink it. I'm still on my medication, so as much as possible I stay away from things that could possibly be detrimental to my health and that said, yes... it was my first time eating fatty food this week. Usually for my protein we stick with fish, and most of the days I just eat vegetables. My condition really made me eat healthy, even though I know I will never be completely healthy anymore.
Anyway, as soon as our ride arrived, we said goodbye and thanks to Ate Shine and her parents. After that, happened our quite spooky yet fun ride down the mountain. The air was really cool as we made our way down the mountain. It's probably an almost thirty-minute ride on a motorcycle because my butt was quite sore when we arrived at the plains. That ride was fine, yet there were inevitable bumps all across the road, still, I'm thankful we made it safely to the dropping area.
Since my teacher and I lived in the same municipality, I just went with her and unexpectedly she volunteered to pay for my fare. At first, I turned the offer down since it's quite embarrassing to accept it, but she really insisted so later on, I gave in—I mean I could probably just use my fare money on my upcoming IM-making so maybe that's just fine. I thanked her before we parted ways, and just before I went off the bus, I checked my phone. It's already filled with calls and chats so I closed it again lol. I know I will be scolded badly when I arrive home, but I guess I'll just endure it because after all I truly enjoyed my unplanned fiesta venture.
But would I do that again? No, not for now. Some other time...or next year perhaps? But who knows...maybe there will be another unplanned one incoming.
Most of the pictures used were taken by yours truly, ridgette and if not, permissions were already asked and granted from and by my friend who captured them. All of them were edited in Canva.