All The Pressure's In My Head

Well, today's really a hard one. We had a literary contest at school, and we're said to perform a play [Teen Angel by D.M Bocaz-Larson]. And as an appointed [actually volunteered] director, I was damn pressured when we're about to perform. It was BAD [for us, anyway],the characters skipped lines and scenes, the sound effects was a disaster, I even stuttered as I introduced the characters [it was on the spot]. We were expecting to be the last, we know we haven't got any chance. When they're about to announce the results for our category, I tapped my classmate and joked her, "tara na uwi na tayo, fourth year na e!" She hesitated and I returned to my seat. They were to announce the fifth place [we were five sections] and we were shouting "wag niyo nang sabihin, nasasaktan lang kami e!" And a lot of things happened after they announced it. We were jumping up and down, cheering, hugging each other. We finished third. Kinda not expecting, but I'm sooo overwelmed. And altough we did not make it to finals, but hey, winning isn't everything. Right now, I'm soo tired and all I need is SLEEP. But something's keeping me doing that. It's wanting to write, express my feelings. 'Cause there's so much in my head that it hurts. BADLY. I maybe experiencing so much and I didn't have the time to express it [or I just want to keep them to myself.] And by writing I feel like my head's having a massage. I feel so relieved after writing my thoughts, sometimes creating stories and poems. That's why I call my blogspot "Comfort Zone." Because here, I can let out all my feelings and no one's gonna stop me. Well, except maybe my mom or my siblings, when I'm in front of the computer too much and they can't use it. But whatever. Hope you'll read my blogs. I know there's so much crap in them, but I think there's still a tiny bit of sense in what I'm writing, or typing, anyway. Well, now I'm REFRESHED!!! After this blog, I'm gonna continue writing my story. I'll post it sometimes. Watch out! :D

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