Tuesday, June 23, 2009

Tuesday Morning.

Hello world:

Okay, so it's not really Tuesday morning. Not anymore, at least. I haven't updated my blog since February .. No perfect excuse for that. :( And it wasn't really updating. It was just showing you stupid stuff I do. But now, life has been full of surprises, ups and downs, easy and hard.

So let's start from the beginning of where I left off .. February, shall we ?

February:

So, as my last post shows, the Red Cross Club at San Marino High hosted a blood drive afterschool. It was okay, not super fun, not super boring. Same old. I was still getting to bond with everyone on cabinet, and I eventually did. :) Got to love this year's cabinet: Jeffrey Su, Doug Hews, Samuel Oh, Hillary Shar, Yoyo Lin, Tiffany Lee, Matthew Wong, and Richard Auyoung. Anyway, in the middle of February, was my 17th birthday. To be honest, I don't really remember what went on. Haha. Well, towards the end of February, on the 27th, I believe, The San Marino High School Red Cross Club hosted their very first dance, Exposure, at the Arcadia Community Center. It wasn't quite as successful as we hoped, but not bad. So that's that.

March:

Rehearsal, rehearsal, rehearsal. For the Pajama Game ! That was a drag sometimes, but I learned to love every minute of it. I don't remember anything major that happened in March. Well, he broke up with her and he told me. A little weird, considering we never talked before then. We started to text nonstop, but it eventually came to a slow pause. Oh, Red Cross Cabinet worked on a presentation to present at the local chapter's new club orientation. It was fun. We went to the chapter to take pictures and videos and back to my house to put it all together. We all contributed. That night, we got closer. But moments later, she comes up to me and tells me how she still likes him. Wow, awkward. I didn't develop any feelings for him over the few weeks we've been talking nonstop, and I didn't think I would. I attempted to comfort her, and the infamous Sam interrupts the girl moment, asking for his soda.

Well, anyway, at the end of the month, it was opening for the Pajama Game. The 28th of March ... Opening night. Wow. In one of the scenes, we were dancing, and as I was skipping, yes, skipping, I sprang up, felt my knee pop, and I continued the number and finished the scene. Right as I got off stage, I fell to the floor, unable to bear the pain inflicted in my knee. I iced it, wrapped it up, and finished the night. The following day, I went to the doctor only to find out I tore my meniscus. Ouch. After that beautiful injury, I was unable to participate in the dancing numbers. I worked a whole quarter, day after day, night after night only to injure myself opening night and I couldn't finish the rest of the five nights to come. I was torn, but I let it go.

April:

I revisited the doctor's office a week later for x-rays. The tear was worse than we had thought. I was told to stay on crutches for another 6 weeks. Within those 6 weeks, I went to the radiology department for an MRI. Results came a week later informing me that I not only tore my meniscus, but had a bone bruise. I remember the exact date. It was April 15, 2009. It crushed my heart to hear what the doctor had to say: I may never be able to dance the way I used to because it will bother me. It will hurt for as long as it will. In shock, a single tear rolled down my face. I hadn't seen it coming, and I wished he was lying to me, but it was clear that he wasn't. He tried to cheer me up by telling me that that may not be the case, that I MIGHT be able to dance without it bothering me if it heels alright. With a smile on my face, my dad and I began to walk to the car. I was in a relatively good mood, cheering up along the way, cracking jokes with my dad. I was texting as we were walking to the parking lot, and my dad received a phonecall. I let him answer and continued to do my thing. As we reached the car, he got off the phone and simply said, "Your dog died." Laughing as I walked to the passenger's seat, I was like, "Stop lying, dad, I know you hate him and all, but come on !" Right as I reached the back of the car, he retorted, "I'm not lying. Why would I lie to you about this ?" I stopped dead in my tracks. I couldn't believe it. I refused to believe it. He got into the car, started the engine, and rolled down the window to ask, "Are you coming in ? Come on, get in the car." I couldn't move. I needed my dad to physically get out of the car and push me into the seat. Uncontrollable tears began to stream down my face. I didn't know what to do. I just didn't know. Over the weeks, I've gotten really close to Doug Hews, and instead of calling my best friend, Amy Gonzales, I text Doug, asking if I could go to his house. He agreed. I asked my dad, and he didn't understand, but he let me anyway. It was around 0830 when my dad dropped me off at Doug's. He knew something was wrong, gave me a hug, and we went up to his room. We watched TV and talked. It was nice, because for those brief moments, I forgot all about what had happened that day. But reality came, I got a phonecall to go home, and so he drove me home. I lingered outside in his car for a while. When I got out, I stood outside, not knowing what to do. I didn't want to go in. I didn't want to face reality. Not then. After ten or so minutes, I walked in only to see the women in the house crying. Even my brother was crying. Only my dad was okay with this. I tried to be strong for them and held every emotion inside. Half an hour after comforting everyone, my dad asked me to help him pack the carcass up. I agreed, because no one else would or could. I will never forget that image. I did it, carrying him out the door and into the yard. He was cold and stiff. It was the last time I saw him.

April 18, 2009: Prom. Early Prom. Haha. It was Saturday night, and me and my date, Calvin Wong, had barely decided to go Friday afternoon. It was a last minute choice, and it was just like, hey ! Let's just go for the hell of going. So in a rush, we buy everything: tux, dress, heels, shoes, jewelry, corsage, boutineer, and whatever else you need for Prom. Well, Calvin, aka my very good friend, got them hook ups, and we basically got into Prom for free. It was at the Natural History Museum at USC. Beforehand, Calvin, me, Ada, and John went to Roy's in LA for dinner. It was nice, but we were nearly two hours late for Prom ! Jose still let us in, but everyone gave us a hard time. Once we were there, everything was good though. Calvin is just the most embarrassing thing ever. It was funny though. We had two objectives: make Doug jealous, and not get Nat jealous. Pretty difficult, actually. Hahah, but after a while, we both just forgot about what we wanted to do and just had fun. We matched: black and white. :) Well, since Calvin and I drove, we were just looking for a place to party afterwards. So we ended up going to Anna Kim's, only to find that it was "cancelled" so we went to Joe Mcmohan's then back to Anna Kim's. Anna's was really fun. When I arrived, I was saying hi to everyone and then I saw Doug. My heart nearly dropped to my ass. I didn't know what to think cause for the whole night, I tried to avoid him and his date. It was okay, I was doing an okay job of ignoring him and then he came over to talk to me. The night ended around 4am and a few of us (Jeffrey Su, Doug Hews, Cameron Kraft, Josh Neale, Taylor Greenleaf, Malcom ..., Richard Auyoung) went back to Doug's house and just tried to sober up (I didn't drink). I stayed until 7am and went home. Fun night.

May:

I don't remember much from May .. But May 9th: Officially dating. Hahaha ! It was my first double date ever ! I stayed home most of that Saturday (I don't wake up until LATE afternoon ... 4pm ish ?) and we four, Juju, Paul, Doug, and I decided to meet at my house at 7pm. Typical, Doug was late, but I had a few friends over at the time, so it was okay. We never really decided what to do, so I had the three of them decide while I finished up my make up. They decided on Santa Monica Pier to go on the Ferris Wheel. I'm terrified of heights. But I agreed anyway. We go and we go on the Ferris Wheel, I freak out a little, we had fun ! What happened after .. I don't really remember. :D Party, probably. Haha.

Mother's Day: May 10th, 2009. Also my parents anniversary. Funnn. I woke up at six in the morning to get my grandmother and my mother flowers. Ugh, biggest drag of my life considering the fact that I got home really late the night before ! But we had a nice dinner that night, and all was good .. other than school the next day. :(

May 26th, 2009: San Marino High School Red Cross Club's 3rd blood drive of the year. This one was during school hours so ... we had to get there at 6am. Another drag. Ugh. But it was fun irregardless. I had to stay after with Jeffrey Su, Doug Hews, and Richard Auyoung until 5pm to wait for the Red Cross nurses to clean up. Then I went to Doug's house and slept, and then went to dance practice.

May 29-30, 2009: Dancetra. It was funn. A good experience, definitely. My choreography was in it ! Shattered Glass ! :D It took so much work, but I think it ended up looking really good. :)

June:

School was finall coming to an end, and I was EXCITED. But the first week of June was the seniors' last week of school. :( So on June 5th, a Luau was planned for yearbook signing and water games and everything, but it turned out to be an extremely gloomy, rainy day. ;( But even though, I still had to stay until 3pm to clean up everything. The same day, there was a Last Chance Dance. I was obligated to go for ASB, but it was whatever. I had people sign my yearbook, but honestly, I didn't want to be there.

Well, Juju and Lilian Mao had a birthday party one night, I don't quite remember the date .. but I went with Doug and the guys. I hung out with Lo, Tolley, and Nikki most of the night though. That was a really fun night. :)

June 11th was the last day of school. OHHH MAN. That was great. Just because it was the last day. Hahaha. So, ASB has to work concessions every day of the week for summer school. I didn't sign up for gov/econ cause I thought it would be filled up, but on the second day of summer school, I decided to go into the APO and check if it was all full, and wow, there was ONE spot left open for both classes, so I well ... was about to pounce on the opportunity, but before I did, I had to ask two people if I should and if I could: my father and Doug. My father of course was like, "Yes ! Why wouldn't you ? Well, I guess it's up to you, just let me know." So next, I asked Doug, and he just kept telling me he didn't know and whatever. Ugh, so I did. Well, it was pretty bad the first few days, getting used to the lass and stuff, but it eventually got easier. Econ with Irie goes by SO slow, I literally want to shoot myself in the face. But Paccone's Gov class, wow. My favorite class. I kind of wish I didn't decide to take it over the summer, you know ? But it's all good. Only four more weeks of summer school and I'm off to ASB retreat and LDC ! :D

I'm excited. Yesterday was our seven weeks and we celebrated with a fight of almost ending our relationship. Pretty intense. July Fourth would be our two months. What's going to happen ? I'm going to do it.

Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die, life is a broken winged bird that cannot fly. - Langston Hughes

Forever and Always,
Vivian.



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