Chapter 39: Dream life
"Miss Michelle, please wake up."
I heard Rona say while she was knocking on the door.
"Yeah, I'm up…" I groggily replied. Then, lazily, I hugged my pillow to sleep again. Gosh, why is she disturbing me so early in the morning? My alarm hasn't even started… uh…
I grabbed my phone to check the time. It was already 6:30am. Eh!? I set the alarm at 5! My first class was at 7:30. I only have an hour left to shower, get dressed, and travel to the university.
I quickly stood from the bed. But then, how will I blow dry my hair? How will I make myself beautiful? Like Anthony will see me today in class! I can't look too shabby! You know what? Never mind! I am cutting (cut= not going to class) my math class. Good thing that in college, professors don't call your parents when you don't turn in class.
Now, I have 3 and a half hours to spare before Environmental Science class. What do I do during this time? Ha! They say that one must strike while the iron is hot! So, maybe I should try bringing Anthony some soup or food or medicine as thanks for yesterday? Hihi! I can even use the alibi that it's my mother wanting to show gratitude. Ah! Am I a genius or am I a genius? I started giggling like a maniac on my own.
Should I text Anthony now? Has he had breakfast yet? I wonder what time his first class is. Well, cooking and delivering him a meal today won't do as I don't know his schedule and it might be a waste. But doing so on another day would be possible with my excuse.
Like an idiot, I sported a grin as I started preparing myself for the day. Took a shower, applied lotion, put on some make up which looked natural, curled my hair a little, like the ones I saw in Korean dramas, wore a very cute looking sleeveless dress that reached my knees, and even wore a hairband.
I looked at myself in the mirror. Wah! I'm so pretty! Will Anthony notice? In the past, I'm not very good at making myself look pretty. I mean, I am naturally good-looking, but I don't know how to enhance my beauty, you get what I mean? I usually just go to school bare faced, wearing expensive clothes which I thought was what makes them beautiful. Oh well.
Anyway, I wore a cardigan on top of my dress. Just in case my papa is downstairs and ask me to change my outfit. I'll just take it off during English class. Hehe. I feel like a real teenager doing something bad. Then I realized that
I was indeed doing something bad. I'm cutting class just so that I can make myself pretty for a boy!
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It was 8:00 am when I finished getting ready. I went downstairs and saw my parents still in the dining room. I presume that they just finished eating their breakfast. My father was holding a newspaper reading, a cup of coffee on the table in front of him, while my mother was just on her phone, I guess busy texting her friends.
By the way, my father worked in our company as the president. Usually, my father goes there at 9:00 am to oversee matters. My mother on the other hand, well, think of rich Asian mom, a semi-retired kinda housewife who still has a say in the company but just does whatever she wants to do. Her routine was, socialize with her friends by going to the gym to do some Zumba, go shopping, host some galas and fundraising activities, attend those her friends host, does whatever. Then, at times, she feels like investing, she will tell my father and tralala! New resort on the way. Ah! My real idol in life.
When I was studying college, my dream life afterwards was so simple. I just wanted to be like my mom! I know that getting a diploma was important, like getting good grades and all those to gain face. Then after college, go abroad for post-graduate, experience more in life, gain additional face. Come back to our country work and dabble a little in our company but nothing too stressful. Get married, preferably to Anthony, let husband do all the work and live my semi-retired housewife dreams!
What? People in our social circle, specifically the girls, well, we never did work a lot. The men do the job and earn money, the wife looks after the children and the household. I don't see anything wrong with that. But again, that kind of life was not what I lived because of what happened.
Although I was thankful for the independence, and having been able to achieve something for myself, earned some money through hard work etc., but deym! I still would have preferred my dream life. I shook my head, wanting to laugh at myself. This time, I will ensure to turn that dream into a reality! I still have my bitcoin plan in my head just in case things don't work out that great. I was shaken out of my stupor when my mother finally noticed me and called my attention.
"Michelle? Why are you still here? I thought your class starts at 7:30?" she asked.
"Ma, our professor gave us a free cut since she didn't feel well. So, my class starts at 10:30 today." I replied, well, it's just a little white lie so I don't feel that guilty.
"I see. It's still early then. Come, have breakfast first before you leave. By the way, I like what you did with your hair."
My father finally stopped reading the newspaper to look at me. He furrowed his brows, maybe noticing that there's something different about me? Ok, time to escape lest he notices the make-up on my face. Thank goodness it looks so natural. Wahahaha!
"Sorry ma, I still have to go now, my classmates and I are working on a group assignment and agreed to meet at 9am. I'll just have snacks there. Thank you! Bye mama, bye papa! Love you! See you later!" I quickly walked away. I was even wearing a perfume! Hope they didn't smell it!
Thankfully, I saw Mr. Matt who was already waiting outside. He quickly opened the car for me, then he sat on the driver's seat and started the car.
"Mr. Matt, pass by the Tiantang drugstore first." I instructed. What? Gotta buy some ginseng or whatever tonic was best for my dear Anthony! I will just say it's from my mom, but really! It's from me and it can be another conversation starter!
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TBC