-Poker Face-

The air is tense with pressure and anxiety, swift glances to the guy or girl sitting next to you is being exchanged, each and everyone is suspicious of each other. Sabrina and Alvin has long since folded in this close game of poker, knowing well that they couldn't beat what both Jack and Gavin has in their hands. Matt sits quietly behind them with his pencil thrumming and laptop humming, but his attention is focused on what the two boys will throw down. The cards are one king and a, 3 7,8, and 6. The stakes has been raised to 60 pushups, Jack seems confident with Gavin following up with his own cards in hand. Sabrina watches with quirked brows, she's skeptical of Gavin's cards, he's been on a losing streak since the games has started.

I, as the dealer, look at both of them and ask if they wanted to raise anymore or check, they shake their heads at raising and mouths to me to check. I glance at them once more before flipping a card down, then flipped a second card face up. Gavin hisses a 'yes' under his breath when he throws down his one king. He has a pair of kings it meant, the cards were pretty high, but Jack only grinned and threw down his TWO kings.

A roar of laughter and 'no!' reverberates within Starbucks, the workers just smile at us and shakes their head. Gavin had lost this one last and final game and the punishment was 60 pushups. Me and Sabrina laughed until our stomach were in stitches, poor Gavin, he was so confident and yet he was beaten by just one card. Not only that, but now he was 60 pushups in debt. We watched in amusement as Gavin hits the floor and begin the rigorous punishment. Sabrina's phone vibrates and Jack's phone ring, there were murmur of 'hellos' before she started texting and he speaking. A minute passes and Jack hangs up and stands, we didn't have to wait for Justin, we were going to head over to Saigon first.

The noodle house sits quietly in the busy streets of Diamond Bar, we open the door and the sweet aroma of Viet noodles come wafting into our nostrils. We all smile and pile into the warm restaurant requesting a table of 6. Me and Alvin both ordered a normal beef noodle while Sabrina and Gavin shared a plate of spring rolls and fried dumplings. Jack drank his large bowl of beef soup, and Matt sat diligently with his homework in front of him. As we ate we watched the Lakers play against the Jazz, it was a close run and the game was getting intense. Too bad we finished and had to hurry over to Jack's house to finish watching the rest of the game.

Lakers lost, but they played a really tight game tonight. The house had gotten quiet after Matt and the others left for home. As I walked out towards the car, rain began to fall in drizzling sheets as I stared out at the dark sky. Today was off from normal, today I had hung out with a bunch of people I rarely did, people that I knew but had always passed by them with a smile. Somehow, at that moment, I felt an elated feeling in my stomach fluttering against my insides.

-Posts and Chocolate-

-My fingers are cold and numb from the sudden drop of the temperature, the weather has been fluctuating none stop for the last week. It's getting quite irritating, really. I've put extra mattresses onto the bed for extra warmth at night, since the heater dries out my throat leaving me sore the next morning. Trust me, it gets colder in the morning as I wake for zero period and drag myself to class.

I'm trying my best to type out these words without failing to miss the keyboard from the numbness that's crawling into the whole of my hand. Gentle words of the 'Requiem' flows into my ears from the mp3 that sits next to me in its blinking glory telling me that it needs to be charged from being used too often. I ignore the signal for now, as my attention is drawn over the screen, I had to write it down so I can remember.

The voices outside is drowned out with the door closing, meaning dinner is finally over. The people and guests were leaving, while I'm sitting here and leafing through old posts. It's really strange you know, to watch yourself fall from the edge of the cliff and thrash in the waters below. It's frightening and all the same very amusing. That's the feeling I get when I go through all my older posts in this blog, I guess I stopped because I didn't want to remember all those horrible times that I went through. I was so stupid and blinded back then that I allowed myself to fall short of what I really deserved. It was like I was a complete different person from the one that's typing this right now, my mind is blank and silent from all the words that's already been typed.

I had thought about deleting all the older posts that reminded me of the past and start anew, but I couldn't bring myself to throw away all those feelings that's been written down here in this blog, so for now I'm leaving it as it is. (I'd probably get rid of my otaku moment one though... T_T).

I'm not going to let myself slip through the chances anymore, this is my life and there's no one that can tell me how to live it. But still, the pressure of college acceptance is riding on my back. I didn't even make it to Cal Poly... because my math score for SATs weren't high enough! Dear lord, what am I suppose to tell my mom? She's going to freak- I mean if I can't even pass Cal Poly how the HELL am I suppose to get into the UC schools?! DDD; I'm so dead.

Warmth and feeling is flowing back into my hands, grandma must've turned on the heater... Which mean a dry throat for me in the morning. Oh well, I'll live. I've decided for now that's all that I have to write down, my thoughts are done for the night. I'm glad that there's place where I can structure my thoughts for the day. No wonder I had come to like blogging so much. I swirl the chocolate in my mouth, the little square piece of candy made out of cocoa. Delicious. (:

(Forgot to mention that Paul is a cutey from class, :]. Why is he so adorable? I don't know, maybe it's his eyes.)