LOVE SICK : The Chaotic Lives of Blue Shorts Guys

CHAPTER 27: HOW DARE AM I

This week has been an incredible week for all of us. The soccer event turned out great so everyone was in a joyous mood. Even Mr. Fiem, who usually stands at the gate looking menacing, hasn’t been hanging out there this week. I haven’t seen him there at all, I guess that he’s been enjoying this proud accomplishment. I feel like it’s better this way. I actually prefer it (since I won’t have to tuck in my shirt). ^___^

Even so, God is never on my side. Everyone will completely elated this weekend, except for me. This weekend will be pure hell. -_-”

Actually, I’m beginning to forget what it’s like to be happy and enjoy life. Because ever since I was given the title of President of the Music Club from p’Oak (against my will), I still haven’t found peace to this very day. Whenever everybody seemed to be happy, this pitiful president still had to run around like a headless chicken trying to get things done.

What do I mean? I’m talking about the Live Contest event that is happening in a few weeks. Our club hosts this event every year. We use this opportunity to find the best band in order to further our school’s great reputations. It’s an open event, those that aren’t in the music club can join. Just because you’re a member of the music club doesn’t mean you’re the best there is. (Take a look at Om, he’s fucking dumb as hell.) (Aw, I’m only kidding. He’s good at something…probably?)

Even Earn signed up (and he’s in the cheer team). This guy is actually a pretty good singer. I tried wooing him into joining our club so many times. He helped out sometimes and turned me down sometimes. It depends on whether he has the time to spare. This time around, Earn and his club members from the cheer team will be competing in this event as a band. I bet he’ll have lots of fun.

Phun’s name is on the list too, as a member of another band. (When did he start a band anyway?) If I remember correctly, he plays the guitar. He’s quite good at many musical instruments, actually. (He had a solo piano recital at the Christmas even about 3-4 years ago, I think.) He almost joined the music club too, but that guy is way too smart and capable. The Brother made him join the student council instead, otherwise we would’ve been in the same club. (Or maybe the basketball team? Now that think about it, he might’ve joined the sudoku club too. Or the mathletes? Basically, he’s good at a ton of things. I suppose he’s better off working in the student council.)

Aside from those guys, there are about a million and 800 thousand other people lining up to drop off their applications. I can’t help but feel like they’re just trying to create more work for me to do. Thanks a lot. (Seriously, you guys don’t need be so enthusiastic about this.) Next week will be the preliminary round where we decide on which band will take the stage during the Live Contest. I bet I’ll be working until 3 in the morning for sure. (Haven’t you heard of global warming? It’s not a good thing.) (Actually, I just don’t have the cash to help school pay the electricity bills.)

“What’s the matter, Noh? You’re being real quiet.” Before I’ve actually driven myself into pure insanity, Phun’s voice snaps me out of my (stressful) trance. I flinch before I take a look out of the window. The landscape is now filled with rice paddy as far as the eyes can see. We’ve arrived in Ratchaburi as we make our way to Hua Hin.

“Quit being so loud…I’m trying to hear the ocean.” I give him a lame excuse. I can hear him chuckling while he is muttering something about being a weirdo.

Heh heh, you all must be surprised as how I ended up here with him. Well, we skipped school today! I’m hitting pause on my duties as the president of the music club for just a moment. (I’m awfully popular as of late, everyone kept telling me that they needed to talk to me.) I’m sitting in Phun’s black car since we somehow agreed to go a trip to Hua Hin with the girls last week.