I got bored, so I....

“I’ll always remember, it was late afternoon.”

Singing is something which makes me happy. I like to listen to music and tunes unless that is a hard rock. I was in my second year then, when our teacher in English announced that we will be having a karaoke singing. I got excited and started to look for VCDs that contain nice songs. I prepared and when that day came, I sang. I trembled and I really got butterflies in my stomach. I could not control the movement of my hand it really shook. I just sang and after that, I was relieved.

During that time, I admired somebody from our batch. It was his turn to sing and because he was not able to prepare for his VCD so he just sang together with his guitar. There was no microphone stand at that time, guess what happened, I hold the microphone for him. Why I am talking about things that are senseless. I just cannot think of a topic right now.

I have this observation by myself, why is it that extraordinary things happen in the afternoon or when it starts to get dark? Just kidding. I consider nice experiences treasures and will always be remembered by my heart. There are things that concerned me and those things happened in the dusk. Some experiences are nice and a bit cool but some are scary.

It was August, when the Language Week was fast approaching. We were having our ABAKADA practice then, when there is really that something that calls my eyes. I do not have the talent to see strange things, my eyes are not designed for that. Every time, when we started our practice, my eyes were diverted to the second year building. I do not understand why, my eyes just moved there. I have a friend which has the capacity or the talent to see the things that could not be perceived by my naked eyes. She said that there was really someone inside the rooms in the second year building. I said, ”mao diay, ma-divert gyud akong eyes didto.” Maybe some people experience the same that they cannot also see the things that we usually see with our naked eyes.

Another horrifying experience occurred when we were also having our practice. The group leader decided to dismiss us. In going to our classroom we always pass the corridor of I-Bartlett. When we passed there at that time, some of my classmates were already shouting. It seemed that they were afraid. When we passed in the corridor, there was this smell of a flower which I do not know. Then one of my batch mate and classmate told us, that there was really a person unknown to us, sitting at the teacher’s chair. We started to get very afraid and that we were shouting. The smell got very strong, and my classmate told us that the unknown man stood up and went near the door.

There are still many mysterious events in school that are quite strange and very creepy.

That experience is something that is not easy to forget. The lesson here is that we should always have a strong faith in God and that we also have to strengthen our selves and brace our selves with events like those which are inevitable.