AWESOME entry of AWESOMENESS

Today was such an AWESOME day. Jing wore what she's sure will eventually be called "the Phil pants" to school today, and it was AWESOME. Soo, Jimmyn, Brian, Amy, Chet, Raymond, and some other people who knows him by sight all agreed. AWESOME AWESOME.

Speaking of Mr. Cheng, he crossdresed today-- AWESOME. As I made my way towards the 5-7 escalator and keeping my eyes at people's shoulder-level as is my habit, I noticed out of the corner of my eye that some girl was staring at me for longer than necessary. Looking up to "her" face only the second before we passed each other, I literally missed a step when I realized it was Phil, donning a fluffy fruity-colored scarf over a black belly shirt (AWESOMENESS, you see his midriff) and what apparently looked like girl-jeans, complete with a sparkly belt and flower embroideries. Later hearing from Raymond that he was also wearing high heels, I decided I have to have another look at his shoes, which I failed to see before due to the crowd in the hallway. Before the beginning of tenth and before I went down to track, I casually waited in the hallway area of his tenth period class (history at 333), and made sure my eyes stayed around the floor level, where the door leading from the stairs would open. Sure enough, just as the late bell rang, a bare midriff and a pair of girl jeans made their appearance at the door, and my eyes were greeted by the sight of a pair of blue-gray snake-skin woman-boots (complete with heels, AWESOME) that hesitated briefly as the wearer again set eyes upon the presence of the author, and eventually walked into the classroom in a lazy, obvious, showoff-y, look-at-me-I-am-so-AWESOME manner. I then AWESOMELY resisted the urge to linger and hurried to my locker. AWESOME AWESOME.

As I walked out of the subway station at 168th St. and started the block-long trek to the Armory, I opened up my umbrella, holding it to the left as I heard footsteps catching up to me on that side (AWESOMELY assuming it's the senior I'd been conversing with throughout the train ride), and turned only to see it was, in fact, Ms. Z, who then proceeded to walk under my umbrella with me. I noted the coincidence? that we happened to be walking ahead of the whole team (and thus AWESOMELY leading). We had a friendly conversation about the rain and how I was away in Ohio during the break, thus missing a meet. Something in her leg had gotten worse and she is waiting to get an X-ray taken later in the day. I am tempted to end this paragraph with "AWESOME AWESOME" as I did the previous two, but that would polute this whole entry and give it a sadist/bitter air I do not currently intend.

AWESOME.