Diary Of an Angelite

Chapter 2: A Moment's Notice

VERSE 1

What do I want to do? what should I do? for years the ones that I have cared for asked me the same question.

Up to this day my answer has still remained the same.

During my early years of high school, there was a tradition that each student will be given a paper containing the words that my parents asked me.

Some have simple dreams, some have big ones.. Though I wonder in this game called life,

While the teacher hands out the paper containing the questions, as I sat, I have come notice how joyful the students wrote their answers on the given subject. what they want and what they should do to achieve their aspirations.

As I saw my classmates who wrote down their answers, out of curiosity my body moved on its own and so I stood up looking directly at the teacher who is in the front of the class.

I was surprised because normally my body would begin to shiver out of nervousness in class but My posture gave a confident vibe, the whole class went silent because the girl who never talked and was always distant to people suddenly stood up full of confidence.

My face gave off a disconsolate vibe, everyone in the class looked at me, people in the back row seats to my left whispered as they talked.. "why is she standing they said" she looks like an idiot" "why is it so quiet all of a sudden"

The teacher in the front asked me why was I standing up?

I spoke and said, I want to ask a question.

what is it, she said.

why does everyone need a goal to keep pushing forward? I asked with a disconsolate tone.

She then smiled and looked Straight at me and answered my question, goals help trigger new behaviors, helps guides your focus, and helps you sustain that momentum in life. Goals also help align your focus and promote a sense of self-mastery. In the end, you can't manage what you don't measure and you can't improve upon something that you don't properly manage.

up to this day, I still remember her name and what she said that day.. the words that gave me a push to realize what I want to do in life.


VERSE 2

A day had passed, and classes were now underway. 

The girl with raven hair still lingered in the back of my mind, causing me considerable frustration. How could someone be so careless as to not apologize for their actions? I wondered.

I entered the classroom with little concern and took my seat. I scanned the room and was met with glistening eyes that seemed to say

, "This idiot." It appeared that my presence had made a lasting impression—though not the kind I had hoped for.

As people entered the room, my eyes were drawn again to the girl with raven hair.

 I muttered to myself, "That's the girl who bumped into me earlier," with a fire burning in my eyes. 

I was determined to speak with her and demand an apology for her actions. However, before I could gather the courage to stand up, the educator entered the room, and silence enveloped the chamber.

The educator introduced himself as "Sir Paul." I hadn't paid much attention to his name earlier, as my focus had been on the girl with raven hair. 

The girl to my left noticed my frequent glances behind me and asked why I kept looking back. I explained, "That girl... she's dangerous." As if a tiger had bitten my tongue, I struggled to fully express my frustration. 

The face I saw behind me only seemed to provoke relentless laughter, and I found myself unable to look away, caught between bewilderment and amusement. Despite this, I was grateful for the "Answer Sheet" he had provided.

I was determined to talk to her later, but an hour later, I had completely forgotten about my earlier resolution. I busied myself with entertaining my new friends. Wingwi, who sat at the back, seemed intent on getting my attention. He signaled toward me repeatedly, growing increasingly frustrated as I remained oblivious to his attempts to communicate.