I wanted to write sooner...but I've been very lazy. So...what happened to me this week?

MONDAY
First period...I had no idea what was about to happen. I mean, there were no signs whatsoever. I don't know what happened...but when we were in our workstation, everything started to get weird, and I couldn't breathe. So I took off my mask for just a few seconds, and realized I couldn't breathe even more. I went out of our (crowded) workstations to get some air, but when I sat on the table...I couldn't hear anything. I thought I was going deaf. Then my head started spinning, and then my vision started to blacken. A teacher approached me, then two classmates helped me up and kind of dragged a couple of meters down the corridor, and the next thing I knew I was shaking while standing up and my legs were giving up on me, and I was about to fall down. I've thought about it...and I think I was about to black out completely. But I was just fighting it...because I was scared that if I did I might not wake up or whatever. So then they made me sit down and I started making that sobbing noise, but I remembered there were no tears coming out. I wasn't thinking "Am I going to die? Am I going to die?," all I was thinking of was "Please Lord stop it" and "Omigod! Am I gonna lose my hearing forever?" Yeah, that was weird. Then the manong brought the stretcher and I remember I sat down right away...and the manong said "Humiga ka!" but I didn't know what to do. I actually don't remember lying down...I just remember the being brought down the stairs part. When I was lying down, everything sort of went okay, but then my arms became stiff and I couldn't move them properly. Then we got to the clinic and they took my blood pressure and bla bla bla. They actually didn't know what happened to me. It would've been weird if it was a chemical that triggered it...and they keeped saying I was anemic (I'm fully aware of it!), and if I had eaten my breakfast bla bla bla. When I was left alone I sort of cried silently for a moment because I thought God was punishing me or something.

The clinic sucks, by the way. Their beds suck...and I was more comfortable lying on the stretcher than on the bed. Plus I remember it was breezy because they were moving so fast and I doing some yoga breathing to calm myself. Haha. So yeah...I went back to the classroom before recess ended. And just because I was all fine and dandy by third period, doesn't mean that the whole thing wasn't serious. And I was really really annoyed when a few of my classmates were having a laugh about it saying "Can you hear me?" Just because the only words that escaped out of my mouth in the chem lab was "I can't hear anything! I can't hear anything!," doesn't mean that was all that happened to me. They're so self-involved that they didn't even bother to really know what happened. I had a freakin seizure for crying out loud!

I told my dad and he didn't know what happened as well, because my description of the whole thing was kind of vague...but it's never happened again so far. I didn't participate in the intrams practice, but I did toss a few balls to the batter. Nothing happened though. So it might not have something to do with exhaustion or whatever. I hope that never ever happens again.

Plus, I got a stain ('cause it's that time of the month) because I lay down too long...and I lost my handkerchief. Talk about an unlucky day.

TUESDAY
I was fighting the urge to make a fuss...because my head hurt the whole freakin day.

WEDNESDAY
Back to my normal self. But I still think I'm having a very ugly week...because during intrams practice...our batter hit the ball and since I was right in front of it (I'm the pitcher), it hit my leg so hard. It still hurts, and there's a big bruise (pasa and bukol...dang it) right now. You can't really see it from afar, which is good...but when you look at it up close it really sucks.

THURSDAY
Yeah that's today. Nothing eventful happened. We sold ice cream. Tomorrow's our entrep practicum and I just know I'm going to have the biggest headache because of it. Just like last time.

On a last note...it's official...Nick Lachey and Jessica Simpson are officially separating. Woah. And you'd think they'd be the forever kind...because Jessica "saved herself" till marriage. You know what happened: they were too in the spotlight...always going out to events and such.

Stuck in my head: "Decent Days and Nights" - the Futureheads