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Oh the glory when he took our place
But he took my shoulders and he shook my face
And he takes and he takes and he takes
Today is too-much-excitement-for-my-poor-heart day.
As irony likes it, I didn’t start off with a good start today. In fact, it was a horrible start, waking up with a sore throat and a runny nose and the feeling of wanting to drown yourself in oblivion from the irritation and pain. I could barely get up but the thought of tomorrow’s tests grilled me up from my bed and I went downstairs, where I took in a few pieces of bread with hot Milo, still half-asleep. I downed a glass of apple cider and proceeded upstairs to another 2-hour nap, which was why I got worried when I woke up at 2.30 pm.
A quarter of my day, gone just like that.
My nose felt worse than ever, although the apple cider helped my throat a little. And that was when I realised what day it was today.
Monday. 21st of February.
See, I submitted an application to this young journalist programme organised by the Stuff@School pullout of The Star a week ago, and the results would be announced today.
I logged into Facebook on my phone and screamed when I saw this:
The first thing I did was run downstairs to flip through the day’s newspaper but there wasn’t a pullout and then I remembered that it is a subscription only for schools so I ran back upstairs to tell my mum and I must’ve been incoherent for a while because all I could do was open the computer and show her ^this and run downstairs to find the initial copy of S@S that brought this programme to my attention. I wasn’t particularly excited about the result day; I wasn’t expecting anything. No expectations is always better than any expectation. To think that I was the only one in Alor Setar to get shortlisted (SM Sains Sultan Mohamad Jiwa is in SP) and to be among the 40 students shortlisted in the whole country is kind of overwhelming, and so the adrenaline and breathlessness I felt tricked my body into thinking I was well and I was literally jumping all over the place, forgetting about my sinusitis and tonsillitis. It wasn’t until I finally calmed down and decided to study Physics that my nose started to block one side and let the other run, and ants were set loose in my throat again. So I went to see the doctor, and got prescribed huge-ass pills again. The excitement more or less started to wear off by the time I got home so I started to pick up my books to study again.
A while later, I got bored and started to scroll through my timeline and found this:
Which is great, because you know I’ve never gotten anything through snail mail for ages now (except for Galaxie subscriptions) and there is always, always something special about getting something through snail mail, and I suppose this is her response towards my sending her a birthday card. Thank you, Elya, you have made me feel excited and I finally have something to anticipate in the mailbox everyday now!
And if that isn’t enough, as soon as I opened my laptop I found out that Robin had already posted part VI.
I just screamed because I’ve been waiting for this for weeks and it’s time to get bedazzled by Robin’s amazing writing skills again and be incoherent for the next few hours or so.
Everything is just so magical today.
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