February 07, 2003 ~ 11:42 p.m.
Feeling:
Before I begin, my Ensembles teacher Mr. Washburn gave me this neat sticker:
Good news or bad news? Which would you rather hear first? If I say the bad news first, I would feel like I was in denial of the the bad news when I give the good news. But I'm probably just being ambigious. ( Ah...another big word...most of my readers may not know )I'm probably going to feel bad about the bad news later anyway. ( Note to self: it's getting a bit irritating to hear people tell me 'Happy Birthday' at a later date. But I shouldn't complain. )
Anyway, today I had an Ensembles trip. We were off to perform at Kohala high school. I got to school late this morning, but then it turned out that my first period class had no substitute since my teacher was out for the day. So security told our class to go to the library and wait for half an hour ( for like the second time this semester ) so Kamlin and I went down to Mrs. King's class because I needed to get my work from her. After going back to the library and waiting, the substitute finally came.
I'm not going to bother with details so I'll just fast forward a bit. After all the instruments and equipment were packed up, we waited wearily for the bus to come. My friend Ashton then asked me if she wanted her to put makeup on me so hesitantly, I let her. Now I just HATE wearing makeup but my only exception is Ashton's style of putting on makeup. My mom is experienced in applying makeup as well and she's been doing mine for May Day, and Winterball and other formal parties but I just don't like the way that she does it. She gets mad at me anyway and complains every little bit when she does.
So finally, after her 'experimenting' Ashton was finally satisfied and we went over to the bathroom to see how I looked. I couldn't believe my eyes. I looked SO different. I wondered if that was even me. I was...*pretty*. Yes, I admit it! I LIKED the makeup because I was PRETTY! For once...yeah, I pretty much hate my outer image unless I look in my bathroom mirror at home which means I'd much rather prefer my natural looks.
Then the bus finally came. Like 'good news and bad news' Mr. Washburn said that the bad news was that we wouldn't get a school bus. Instead, we got to ride a tour bus. It wasn't so bad, we had comfy seats in that Roberts Hawaii tour bus. I was going to sit next to Kamlin until the boys diagonally across from us said for one of us to switch seats. I wouldn't want to mention more names..ok maybe I would but one of them was playing cupid and since both of those boys were..I guess I could call them friends, we switched seats. The boy playing cupid wanted his pal to start 'bonding' with Kamlin. I guess they were trying to hook up with each other but they were just being shy for now. Kamlin mentioned she wasn't really interested in getting into another relationship but she was probably just going along with it for now.
So I ended up sitting with Mr. Cupid. He thought I looked nice after Ashton's makeover, but even though he told the truth he was just teasing that I actually looked that nice. I hate it when guys tease like that. Anyway, this guy was outgoing and funny, and he was pretty much nice to everybody. I swear it would have LOOKED like we were going to be 'going out' but I stopped myself. A definite NO. With him? Not my time. Stop teasing me.
During the ride, my bus seat companion was urging Kamlin and his buddy to talk or lean on each other if they were tired. They talked a bit, but they didn't do a thing. It was understandable. They kinda looked cute sitting together though. We stopped by in Waimea town to get something to eat, but I didn't buy much. One tall Starbucks caramel frappucino filled me up for most of the ride.
As we rode up the Kohala coast, we noticed some whales jumping playfully in the water. What a rare treat; the humpbacks were back again on their vacation to the Big Island. Everyone on the left side of the bus was squealing with delight at the sight of the peaceful humpbacks.
The bus moved as slow as melting butter, but what can you do when you're on a 'tour' bus. At least some people opened up the two sun roofs to let some air in.
We finally reached Kohala high school. We set up, performed, packed up, then left. Not much to talk about there, just the usual. After yet another LONG ride back, ( with the bus going a grueling two miles an hour up the winding road of Kawaihae ) the bus stopped off by the park. Me and Bridget got off since she knew her dad would be there to pick up her sisters from their piano lesson. After stopping by a few places I finally got home.
Phew...nice day, huh? I took off all my makeup from Ashton's work. At least for one rare day I got to look pretty. And so help me I am NOT going to hook up with my bus seat companion. Even the guy that thinks I seemingly like him would not get near me, even after my little makeover. I need to stop fussing over these things. I feel stupid.
Now for the bad news...today was Christina's funeral. It was in the morning, at the Seventh-Day Advantist church across from my high school. My mom went to it. She didn't want to tell me much about it when she got home tonight.
It was an urn burial. They cremated her. I don't think Christina would have wanted a bural like that. Her spirit would be uneasy. I must keep praying. I don't know why her close family did that. They could have at least granted the woman her last wish to be buried in a grave rather than have her body in ashes. Maybe they didn't know...or maybe they didn't care. Maybe they just didn't want to see her body and think about it for the rest of their lives in their sleep. I'd better stop talking like this. Nasty tongue...
God, help me work through this confusion...
Can't take this crap anymore...
Torn
Staying Strong
Heavenly Music
A Filipino Drunkard's Party
Living life »»†«« in solitude...
