Diary: The fight is on

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I woke up at 2:30 am and since 4:00 am was near or seemed near, I decided not to sleep again or I might over sleep and miss my chance to bathe. I started this diary to let you know how my life has been as of
Nov. 10, 2019. And partly because I was bored in the morning and the gay guy keeps leg locking me till he turned around and hugged me whilst sleeping. I got shocked and wiggled my way out and he finally turned back around. Scariest moment of my life, anyways it's early in the morning and I have to take a bath. I went down because our room was on the 2nd floor and the last room at that. I grabbed a cup of joe and headed to the gymnasium in which they turned it into a food hall. As of writing this it is 3:10 am and am waiting for the time to pass by so I drink my coffee and I relax my mind. Whilst I sip on my coffee, one of my teammates which is also unable to sleep well has crossed paths with me. We both sit and talk about the crazy arrival we had and laugh it all off as we wait for the water to come back on. We wait for a long time but finally, 4:00 am has come. Water never came back on and we have to leave by 5:00 am, I sucked it up and went to the sink to wash my face and hair but by then it was 4:30 am. He did the same soon after, I went back into the room and wore my uniform. Back at the food hall the 1st day contestants are already eating breakfast. I ate as fast as I could because we had to fix any minor mistakes left untouched. One by one, two by two, with each category lining up for dispatchment, we were waiting in anticipation. Full of anxiety, confusion, excitement, and determination, we wait for the moment we have to go head to head with other people of similar abilities. We don't know their capabilities, same with them not knowing ours. We will do our best and to show that our training didn't go to waste. 5:20 am, waiting to be dispatched. We arrive after morning traffic which seemed like an eternity, as we all head down telling ourselves that we can win this. We went inside another school's gymnasium at which the meeting area was located in. As we sat down with butterflies in our stomachs, we felt scared and excited of what's to come. The judges appeared before us and addressed our questions and the rules of the competition, we understood everything and without a moments notice, we were synchronised in heart and mind. We all wanted to win, and we trained to the most of our abilities. After sitting in our designated room to write our script, we were all agitated and was paranoid with each other but after some time we finally worked perfectly. We had our share of laughs and tiresome moments, we trusted each other like we were old classmates despite having different ages, schools, and backgrounds. 11:00 - 12:30 am, we ate and worked ourselves to the bone. We came downstairs to prepare for our competition, after sleeping we did one final test and we perfectly reached our goal. Contented and relieved, a huge load has been taken off our mind. We can finally relax and so I continued this at 3:50 pm and still waiting for our turn to present the culmination of our hard work. So 6:00 pm and we're called into the room before presenting, we pray together and hope for the best. It is our 1st time in the regionals and we have the mindset of going national but as reality would have it, we weren't the best; not by a long shot. It was clear upon hearing the ones who went before us, we laughed it off thinking they were "okay" but in reality, our minds were blown away. A crushing truth it is but a truth we have to face nonetheless. It was our turn and it went well but compared to what we just witnessed, we were utterly lack luster and plain. I'll take this as a lesson, I will learn from my enemies and I will grow stronger, and far better than what others expect me to be. We came back home knowing full well that we did great but we didn't do the best, a silent and bittersweet ride back home on a jeep as we tell jokes to noise out the pain of losing. We were the last to come back to the school as it was 8:00 pm upon arriving. We ate dinner and I took a bath on a restroom straight out of a horror movie. 10:00 pm, this has been the end of Day 2.

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