As I felt absolute being there, sitting mid-air as our train stalled on the highest point of the railway, my thoughts drifted from thinking of how infinite the feeling was, to thinking of what type of day would it be for me, had I decided not to join my friends in this awesome trip.
Last night...
The Enchanted Kingdom pleasure trip was literally like less than 24 hours away now, and something had gone amiss - I felt sick. No, no... I was really sick. NO! What the fudge!
Some sort of imaginary lump had been forming up in my throat, stuck. I wanted to vomit but it didn't come out. Definitely one of the worst feelings ever. Not to mention, my head felt like it was being pounded by a sledgehammer - such a tremendous headache! Last but not the least, my stomach had been going through some intense spasm. All these kinds of aches combined = GREAT. Why now?! Talk about perfect timing.
Oh wait... did my skin just feel... hot? *Thermometer*
Shift. No way. Got fever here dawg. *cries* There's no way I'm going tomorrow with'em. My body's so weak.
I called up my friends and confirmed to them my decision. I couldn't make it. I felt a pang in my heart. I slept all the pain away.
Earlier today...
I woke up to the sound of Christian's entrance music, "Just Close Your Eyes" - Story of the Year's version. Had Captain Charisma come to visit me and do charity? I thought to myself. But my lids flung open, completely ruining the trance and fully waking myself up. It was my phone, it was ringing. (Yes it is my ringtone, it's the coolest WWE Theme Song on the planet).
I grabbed it and held it in front of my sluggish face, it read "Incoming Call: Bob".
I clicked 'answer' and pressed it against my ear. My drowsy and croaky voice sounded as my eyes decided to shut close while I spoke.
For the next few seconds all I heard was a whole lot of convincing from my friend. Persuading, almost beseeching me to go out with them today. Kept refusing, telling him my head still felt dizzy. But his persistent convincing made me realize and tell myself, "Hey. My fever's gone... Maybe I can make it today?"
I said I was gonna think about it and tell mom first. I hung up the phone and saw that there were text messages from Sarah, Sison, and others both wishing me to get better, and convincing me to come.
I was going to tell mom, and I did. And SHE WAS OKAY WITH IT.
YES! \o/
Besides, I really wanted to go. I wasn't weak anymore, and I was going to make it. I didn't want to miss a lot of fun.
At Enchanted Kingdom...
Alright!!! This is it, I thought to myself. The lining up to the ticket booth part was the lamest, but we figured that the gallons of sweat we shed the whole time in there was never going to be in vain once we passed through the gates of the Kingdom!
Second lamest part? Lining up to each ride. Because there were literally, loads of people. We only got to have 4 different rides in like 4 hours, but as been said, efforts do pay off and it was quite alright! ;")
Anchors Away which initiated the intensity and set our excitements in motion, Jungle Log Jam where we got soakin' wet, Flying Fiesta which gave us time to ruminate on the things in life while we hung mid-air, and the final destination: SPACE SHUTTLE! \m/
Space Shuttle Max... where you will literally turn... upside down and inside out!
After over 40 minutes of falling in line, our turn had finally come.
A puzzled look was written all over our faces. Look of nervousness mixed with excitement, with a little touch of relief after waiting for so long, and now the time has come! The time, for the most insane ride of our lives...
We got to one of the cars in the single train. Seated ourselves, fastened...
I felt my blood circulate faster. My friends' faces... HAHAHA! Dang they all looked ridiculous with their expressions.
Then...
The train started to get pulled backwards gradually, eventually pulled up a 116.5 ft. lift spike. We were literally like in a slanting position. So high. So high. Then...
Our train was released!!! WHOA! What an electrifying feeling! Passing through the Cobra roll element a.k.a. the boomerang with such momentum, running up spike after spike with great speed... We screamed at the top of our lungs. Till we found ourselves lifted to the top.
Out of breath, out of voice. My eyes which had been poppin' wide open throughout the first half of this insane train ride - where we went through all the lift hill, cobra roll, and loop of its railway - now decided to close for a moment. Slowly, I fluttered them open again and took in the scenery: Securely buckled in my seat, along with my other folks in this freakin' Space Shuttle roller coaster ride, almost literally frozen at the top-most part of the loop now, at the peak of the railway! The early night was a breeze that penetrated our skins, the unique elation it brought coursed through our veins and made us all feel infinite, as we were now about a hundred feet high off the ground; the gentle wind almost telling us to temporarily get rid of every anxiety, consoling us. We had to enjoy this rare verisimilitude of being on top of the world, riding mid-air, as we glimpsed the city lights, the night sky - God's beautiful creation. Any moment now, our shuttle would be withdrawn from this peak.
As I felt absolute being there, sitting mid-air as our train stalled on the highest point of the railway, my thoughts drifted from thinking of how infinite the feeling was, to thinking of what type of day would it be for me, had I decided not to join my friends in this awesome trip.
After several seconds of being held at the peak of the railway, we, again got released. We traveled through the layout in reverse before finally coming to a complete stop in the station.
Walking towards the exit, we were literally like jumping in joy! We were so jovial, truly in high spirits! YES! \o/
It was some profound feeling. A blissful ignorance that caused me to realize how blessed I was. After that, I endlessly thanked the Lord for healing me with His soothing hands and helping me get better, that I was able to have a blast this day.
This had been awesome.
The precious ticket. I'm glad I didn't let it slip from by butter fingers. You know when they say opportunity knocks at your door once? Makes complete sense.
