The end always comes too soon

Ugh, time flies by so quickly; I can’t believe it’s already Monday tomorrow. Yesterday I saw that the fourth string of my guitar was broken so I had to go to the mall and buy its replacement this afternoon. At the store I eyed the electric guitars enviously but I won’t get one till next March as a birthday present so until then I need to re-learn the acoustics and master it totally. While my mom and I were at the mall we decided to see “Down To Earth”, and when I got home I immediately went to my room to tune my guitar. After some time, I managed to remember the only song I can play well, “You Were Meant For Me” by Jewel. And then I tried to learn how to play “Polyester Bride” by Liz Phair but I forgot how to do a lot of the complex chords. As I was combing through my brother’s room for my chord book, the electricity went off and I was left in a sea of darkness for about five hours. Goddamn Napocor.

What was I to do? I lit three of my candles and lay in my bed just staring at the ceiling. After awhile, it became too hot for that so I removed my shirt and shorts. It helped a little bit but I soon discovered that if I lay perfectly still, I could actually feel cool. Unfortunately, I’m not the kind of person who can just lay there and do nothing, so I got my Discman and played a CD while trying to lie still. It was kind of hard to do because I have a lot of upbeat songs and I felt like dancing several times.

As I was listening to my music, I thought of how incredibly romantic candle light was. I started to think that except for the heat, blackouts weren’t so bad because they gave me the excuse to light candles and bask half-naked in the glow of their lights. And I couldn’t help but wish that I could cuddle with someone I loved tonight.

But of course I have no one.

I got bored after an hour of changing CDs and singing really loudly to some songs, so I alternated between playing my guitar and trying to read. After that one hour however, candle light didn’t strike me so much as romantic anymore. I began to feel irritated that the light the three candles emitted weren’t sufficient enough for reading (I finally found my copy of Jane Eyre, yay!). And as for my guitar, I got tired of trying to figure out what Gsus is. After switching from reading, to the guitar, to reading again, I finally quit trying to do anything to pass time altogether so I just lay there and prayed the electricity would come back soon. And at around 10:40, it finally did.

How awful it must’ve been to live in the Dark Ages. No electricity! No CDs or computer or TV for that matter either. Ahh, we take so many things for granted. I swear, I damn near lost my mind doing nothing.