Of all the people I have to see, I never expected it to be Flint. Never in the world did I think he's some guy who's into writing or whatever. It was never in his aura! I stood there, still frozen and so was he. It has been seconds but all I could do was stare. I still can't believe he's here. I've always seen Flint as someone who only knows games, fun, and stuff like that. I never pictured him to be part of something so serious. I'd like to slap myself. Maybe I'm just dreaming. But the noise coming from the office is proof this is not a dream, that this is reality. "You're part of the Weekly Mirror?" I asked, my brows furrowing. I bet it was evident on my face that I cannot believe he's here. Seriously, can he blame me? It was like he was awakened from a trance or something. He just stared at me for a while, which is really weird. He then shook his head and cleared his throat. "Is it that hard to believe?" "Yeah," I replied quickly. He chuckled as he opened the door widely. "I
I don't smile often. Maybe that's one of the reasons why people get intimidated by me. Back in high school, I didn't hang out much with friends. I have a very small circle and I can't even say we're that solid. But now here in college, I have Taylor and Sean. It's still a small circle, but the difference is we hang out whenever we have the chance and they make me smile and laugh a lot.My mom would be happy to know I'm in a good circle."Do you think it's better if we like... you know, take a Masters after this degree?" I heard Taylor ask. It's Monday but there's a university-wide activity going on that's why we don't have classes. We're here at the usual cafe, just hanging out. Although I brought the book I'm currently reading in case I want to read and my iPad in case I want to do school-related stuff."I guess it depends on you. If you want a job right after you graduate, you go and apply for a job. If you don't think you're ready for the real world, then I guess it's okay to take
I have done a lot of pieces ever since I joined our school publication before. I've written poems, articles, reviews, and other things that can be put in paper that would get the interest of the readers. When I became the Editor-in-chief, I did pretty much all the work- from assigning my members topics, relaying our adviser's messages to our members, editing the pieces my members submitted, and finalizing everything so we can submit our compiled works for print up.I was never into socializing but being the school paper's Editor-in-chief gave me the opportunity to lead. Even if it didn't help with my being introverted, I can say I've learned something from leading. I can say it's not the best, but it's not the worst either.When Sean, Taylor, and I decided to wrap up our stay at the café, I was a little bit all over the place because I'll be going to the office later. Although I believe it was still early so I just decided to go back to the dorm with Taylor to rest for a bit. I need t
Robin gave me an assignment- write a review on a show happening here in the University this coming Friday. The review will be up for next week's issue so I have nothing to do yet. Also, the show will be on Friday so I have to wait for that in order to write a review. For now, they gave me access to the Weekly Mirror's previous reviews on different shows here in the University- may it be a musical, drama, or whatsoever.And that's exactly what I did the entire time I was there at the office. I made myself busy by reading all of those pieces and taking note of the important things that should be put into the review.Actually, I'm scared about writing a review because I don't know if it's going to be good or bad. I haven't written one except for the book reviews I uploaded online for the books that I have read. Mostly of those reviews only tackle the good parts of the book. I don't usually put bad reviews because I was scared of being too honest. I feel like being honest will set me up f
If I look back at my past social events, I wouldn't find myself surrounded with a lot of people, much less hanging out with a huge crowd. It's always just me, or me and my sisters, or me and my family, or me and my very few friends. I've never hung out with almost 15 people. That's already a lot for me. While we were waiting for our orders, I was dreading the time it would all arrive. Because that would mean they will start to ask me questions and I'm not sure if I can answer all of them. I hope it won't be too personal or offensive. I wish it will all just be fun and games, something that won't make me want to hide somewhere. While we're at it, I texted Taylor and told her I'll be having dinner with the Weekly Mirror team. She even expressed her concern and asked if I could handle it. She knows I'm not into this kind of huge crowd. But I told her not to worry. She even left me a message that made me smile. Text me if you're getting out of place or if you're feeling uncomfortable,
I felt like I was floating when I was walking to my room. I just realized what I did and I don't even know what to do now. Should I go back and tell him to go home? But it's still raining! Should I just proceed and face whatever this is that I have done? Sometimes I want to smack my head for not thinking through things. I reached my room and felt the mass weighing on my shoulder. Upon entering, I found Taylor occupying the study table. She looked at me and saw the surprise and concern on her face upon seeing me wet all over. "Did you play under the rain?" She asked. She quickly got me m
For the first time since I entered college, I didn't feel any annoyance towards Flint. I'm not sure if this vexation has already stopped or if it was just on pause. Nevertheless, I was quite glad I didn't have to be cautious about seeing him.Last night when I went back to our room from the lobby, I felt at peace. Taylor was even smiling at me when I entered. I asked her why she didn't come down, and she said she just had other things to do. I didn't try to make it a big deal and just proceeded to bed.And just this morning, I have this weird feeling that I can conquer everything. I'm not usually positive. In fact, I'm usually anxious, especially when I have to enter my first class of the day. I have this weird thought that I'll mess up. But surprisingly, this morning was different. I was so full of energy that when I greeted Sean wh
I guess it was too easy for me to change moods, because the following day, from a jolly mood, I was down to an awful mood. Plus, I kind of woke up late, so when I went to the bathroom, all the stalls were already occupied. It made my mood even worse. I knew I'd be late for class.After the bathroom, I grabbed whatever clothes I could grab from my closet- a huge shirt and leggings. I really don't have the luxury of time to choose my outfit, so I just settled with it. I don't care if I look like a lost kid.My hair was still wet when I left the dorm. I chose to wear sneakers so I was able to run as fast as I could. I even bumped into a few people and I had to apologize a lot of times. This is really a bad day for me.I reached the classroom and the class had indeed started. Th