God sent me brownies.

I never get headaches. I never even really feel sick unless its sneezing or sinus. But for the last two days I have been feeling sick in the pit of my stomach. Like when you sense something bad is about to happen. It’s true I’m under tremendous stress since my book goes into printing on the 23rd of March and I work all night trying to finish it. But this sickness was more than the “I have not been getting much sleep” sickness. Something bad was going to happen.
This morning something bad DID happen.
I woke up feeling sick again and first thing I did was check my email. Which by the way is NOT the first thing I do in the mornings! I received an email telling me I got rejected from two of the universities I applied to.

So that was it. My sickness explained.

What happened after that was me going into some serious depression. Heavy duty freaking out, but you couldn’t tell from my face. No one could.
As I sat on my prayer mat praying for the sick feeling to please go away, the stress to please lessen, for me to please have some peace of mind, God’s answer to my prayers came in the form of brownies.

Here is how it happened:
Despite all the stress and tension of my publishing deadline and the new added stress and tension of multiple rejections, I still had a drama workshop to attend in order to learn what I will have to teach to a bunch of students on Saturday as part of a foundation year course I teach in college.
There was no way I could miss it. Right before I entered college where I was due to practice with some of the other teachers, I met T-man and Mayun outside in their car. My two best boys from college days. And after a rough day, it was great seeing them, all smiles and waves….with brownies in hand.

Hash brownies.

Yup. kAy got high for the first time and she didn’t even know it till it realllyyyy hit her. In the middle of jumping up and yelling my name as a part of the drama workshop, my world started spinning. The stress vanished and laughter took it’s place. Uncontrollable laughter.
Suspicious that something must have been up with those brownies I checked my cellphone. One missed call from Mayun and one message from T-man.

T-Man: Hey k, hope you didn’t get too woozy…just drink water and call me if you feel weird.

I think I laughed a little hysterically at that after I realized what had happened.
By now, the other members of the workshop have discovered that something is up with me. Duh, I have red eyes :P
everyone is very amused. I am the LAST person they expected to see like this.
T-man calls then. Worried. How was I feeling? Was I getting paranoid? Did I pass out? Did I get hysterical? I think I cracked up at that and he mumbled to Mayun, “Dude she is so stoneddd.”
Haha. I guess I was, because I never felt like THIS before. Everything was damn funny. :P
After assuring him he did not need to come to hold me or sit with me I hung up.

T-man messages again: Take a creative journey, write something, you’re never going to be more original.

I laugh some more at this but the numbness was setting in by now so I decided to take his advice and just let it set in.
My colourful thoughts and dreams were interrupted by another sms.

Aldos: hahahahaha Please can I hug you?

It was the third stooge. The word had spread. :P
I pictured Mayun, Aldos and T-man cracking up, sitting around making fun of me. I cracked up some more. Soon I was laughing so much I had to leave the room of the workshop where I had been made to sit down in a corner and watch instead of participating after my world had spun. Out on the balcony I called Aldos up. I don’t even remember what we spoke about. All I remember is Aldos laughing asking me what the heck I was saying. I remember him saying though,
“Don’t move we’re all coming to hug you.”
Lol.
And they did. All of them.
I think what followed must have been some more laughter as khizzy deposited me home, refusing to let go of my arm till I passed out on my bed for the next four hours. :P and you know the crazy thing? Khizzy had the hash brownies too and NOTHING happened to her.
Her logic? That I was the one who was extremely out of sorts which is why I reacted as severely as I did.
The crazy thing is, I’m glad this happened. I don’t think I had laughed like that in days under all the pressure I have been. It felt good too loosen up and I think God knew He had to do something drastic to make me truly lighten up like that. He knew I would never ever consciously take hash for any sort of momentary relief.
Which is why He sent me those brownies. ☺:)

It almost 3am and now I’m back to normal. I re-read my rejection letters, but it doesn’t pinch that bad anymore. Seven work emails also from my publishers sit in my account. All need to be dealt with tonight.

Sigh…welcome back to the real world kAy.