"When I was drowning in darkness, you became my sun that shines so bright and let me see colours in my life again."
Kristia Serene Garcia was a wreck. She's lost all hope of being happy again after that tragic accident that ruined her life. She's dr...
I'm pretty sure I never was and never will be a morning person. But life has other plans, like waking up early to attend school. Sino ba kasi nakaisip na magandang magkaron ng 8am class on a Monday morning? I hate Mondays!!! People who love Mondays are fake people, istg.
I did my usual morning routine to the dot. Get up. Make bed. Drink water. Stretch. Wash face. Brush teeth. Update social media accounts. Choose a perfect outfit for the day. Take a shower. Dress up. Put on light make up. Fix hair. Put on perfume. Wear shoes. And now I have to psyche myself up.
I look at myself on my floor-length mirror. I'm wearing a red pullover with really long sleeves and a denim skirt. February weather is kinda chilly kasi. I pair it up with cute white booties. I look pretty. I smiled. And then I started psyching myself up with some pep talk.
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"New day. Same problems. You'll be okay. You'll get through this Kristia, eventually. You just have to manage day by day. Conquer today. Smile. You look friendly when you smile. I mean you don't look like you wanna stab someone to death because it is too early so you gotta be always smiling." Gosh! If people knew that I talk to myself like this early in the day. Haaaaay! But I'd rather die than for people to know this embarrassing little ritual I have. That would be social suicide and that is a no no for my heavily curated image.
"Time to face the world... but first breakfast with the parentals." I grabbed my bag and headed down the breakfast nook to eat with my mother and father. Or birth givers as what I usually call them in my head.
"Good morning iha! Come eat quick, or else you'll be late. And that's unacceptable." I kissed my Mom on her cheeks before sitting down and started eating my oatmeal (yuck!). I had a hard time trying to make myself look like I'm enjoying eating this bleeeeghhhh food. Ughhh! Bakit kasi pati diet ko kailangan kontrolin ehhh. Lahat na lang!
I was halfway through the bowl of oatmeal when I stood up and told them I'm already full and I have to go because I have to be early for my class today. Dad finished his coffee then stood up and he drove me to school since I'm at my parents' house and school's on the way to his work place. I'd rather be driven by our driver tho cause he actually chats with me while driving me to school. Unlike my father who hasn't even took a glance at me. The whole ride.
"Thanks dad. Bye!" I quickly exited the car and watched as my father's car zoomed out of sight. I sighed as my Dad didn't even say goodbye to me. He just drove away after I shut his car door. But it's okay. Sanay na ako.
I then headed sa cafeteria to eat kasi gutom na ko and gusto ko ng real food. Real food not that yucky oatmeal I forced down my throat earlier. That abomination was nasty and my poor stomach needs some loving.
I ordered tapsilog, my favourite breakfast food, and a strawberry power smoothie. As I was seated and started eating my real breakfast, I can feel someone staring at me. I scanned the cafeteria, but found no one looking at me. Weird. Am I being paranoid now? Are they having me watched? I just resume eating my food while texting my best friend to come by sa caf para sabay na kami pumunta sa room for our first class of the day.
