Chapter One: To The Seaside (Part One)
I felt a sudden force on my feet, my feet was being pulled away. Mom then slapped my limb and said,
"Hurry up, we're going to be late. Just dress up quickly then we'll go."
To make sure that I wake up, she turned the lights on my bedroom, which burned my eyes. As if that wasn't enough, she turned the fan off. Though it was early morning, it was summer, so the room temperature immediately began to increase and I started to sweat. This made me so uncomfortable, left with no choice, I got up, rummaged a few clothes in my closet, and dressed up. I ended up wearing tight monochrome jogging pants, a loose mustard colored shirt, and a high ponytail, paired with green rubber shoes. I know my fashion sense is bad but I really didn't know it was THIS bad.
I grabbed my usual red sling bag and packed my phone, charger, head phones, a small pillow, and a pack of gum. Outside, they were already waiting for me. Dad had already turned on our small car and drove it out of the garage. Mom was counting and re-checking the items for our trip, and Uncle was scrolling on his phone. After Dad had prepared the car outside, Uncle began to move and helped Mom place our baggage in the car. The large items were already inside yesterday, so only the light necessities that we had recently used were left to be packed inside, for example, our blanket, towels, etc.
I went inside the four-seater car and went to my usual spot, the back, left side seat. I really liked it since I could lean my head on the window sometimes and my left arm would be sitting on the car's handle. It's the coziest spot in the car for me. No one can take it from me.
Once I felt comfortable, I opened a pack of gum and began to chew the two tablets inside. I then put on my headphones and set my playlist. After that, I took my small pillow, held it in my left hand, my arm leaning on the car handle. I could stay like this for hours.
We arrived at the capital. When I woke up from my very short nap, I saw the road was lit with yellow lights on the side. We were on an overpass. On the side of the road were sky-high buildings, lit up brightly, their presence highlighted in the night. We were driving about as high as the building's tenth floor, give or take. We were traveling fast, so the yellow lights looked like streaks of light that were following us. The sight was beautiful. The sun had barely risen yet, and the sight of it made it look like it is from an urban sci-fi movie.
I take back what I said earlier. The position made my left arm numb after a few minutes.
We later arrive at....somewhere. I forgot the name of the place that Mom told me, but we are somewhere. Let's call it 'Food Stop' instead, since this is where we stopped by to get our breakfast. There were many restaurants that were in there, about five or more different ones. The restaurant we had dined in just opened the moment that we had arrived so we were its first customers. My Mom asked me if I could tag along with her to the bathroom so I did.
So we took a quick bathroom break. Their bathroom is spotless and clean. That's all I could say, I couldn't say the other things that were done inside there, that's way too private.
When Mom and I returned to our seats, our orders were ready....after thirty minutes, 'cause you don't get your food as fast as you go to the bathroom. Anyway, I accidentally ordered a huge breakfast, which I thought was small, since the picture on the menu was small. In reality, it was pretty big, the length of the plate is almost the size of my ribs. I don't think I could finish it.
Mom and Dad both got a meal consisting of pan-fried milk fish, garlic rice, and eggs. Uncle and I got this "American Breakfast", consisting of a girthy sausage (about 5-6 inches long), a few strips of bacon, two big pancakes (4 inches or more in diameter), and of course, an egg. I'm sorry if I keep using inches for my measurements. There was this one time my teacher taught me that one thumb is one inch long. I don't know if that's true so if you want, I can replace inches with thumbs.
I was the last one to finish my meal and it took me an hour to eat it all. By myself. Dad and Mom offered a helping hand by taking the strips of bacon, which I didn't appreciate, but it was help nonetheless. We rarely cooked bacon at home so I was always pretty excited to eat it. Anyways, help is help. I appreciate their goodwill.
At last, I'm quite proud by not wasting food. Next time, I've learnt my lesson to not order that anymore.
Oh, Lord please help my stomach feels so bad. I feel like I'm between retching and crying every few seconds. I haven't thrown my food out of my stomach yet, I'm still crying.
Later, I found out that the source of my misery was my tight jogging pants. I've learned the second lesson that if you plan to wear something tight, don't eat like an elephant.
I couldn't eat lunch at all, so I let Mom, Dad, and Uncle eat by themselves. I told them that I may have just eaten a whole day's worth of food in one sitting and I couldn't eat lunch at all, even if I tried to. They were quite worried so I assured them that I'd eat once I felt that the food had gone down. I know they love me so they made me take a bite, but I'm sorry but your love may just kill me and pop my stomach like a balloon. I might have forgotten to write this down earlier but our journey was about thousands of kilometers away. Like, 500 kilometers? I don't exactly remember. So that's why this trip is taking so long. I asked dad earlier while they were eating their chicken. Turns out, because of heavy traffic, we may just arrive there late in the evening or worse, at night.
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