Okay, so about the man in the post-script of my last post.
HE has seen the ravages of war. He has witnessed natural calamities.
He
has been...
To
singles bars.
Okay, if you don't think that that was funny, well, I'll have you know I laughed my ass off for the whole day (and a bit more after that.) after reading that in our 4th quarter English exam.
We were to identify what kind of idiomatic expressions were used in different sentences and that one, if you hadn't guessed, is an anti-climax. Grammatically speaking, an anticlimax is a disappointing end to an exciting or impressive series of events. Oh, but of course, I am not here to lecture about idiomatic expressions. Rather, this post is for lamenting over the lack thereof.
Furthermore, this is not a post to simply speak of the wrong or the scarce usage of idiomatic expressions in modern day speech. Instead, it's a huge example of my own anticlimax.
Do you hear the sep anx drums beating?
People, it's officially and exactly been a week and five days since grad but what the hell? I mean, it feels like it's already been FOREVER.
The anticlimax here, is high school itself.
I mean, it could've gone on forever and ever. The monotonous lull of boredom that we faced every single day--waking up, putting on our school uniform, heading to school, school, post-school, post-post school-- had its own charm that had worked its way into us and made us feel like it was indeed just a really really long draggy adventure story.
But then again, it ended.
The silent security we had from knowing that each knew day would be about going to school, seeing friends, having a "light day" in math, listening to all the Latin stuff that always manage to get jumbled up in your brain in CLE, questioning Ma'am Chichay about her telenovela-worthy college unrequition, teasing yet secretly enjoying Tonton for his fangirling, passing around Cheetos and ducking so you can eat them with much stealth, swapping lunches, food...
Sigh.
It was a rollercoaster that went up up up up up up and dropped. Boringly into this supposed "fun" oblivion (ahem, Purgatory) that we call, SUMMER BEFORE COLLEGE.
She had been through prom drunkenness, she has witnessed Dragons get defeated in battles yet regrow their wings.
She is...
Going to college.
Meh.
