Feels like heaven? Definitely. My MakSci brothers and sisters are singing in the background, practicing the DWTL songs for aboslutely no reason at all. And, I have to give it to them, they sound good! Even better than us, music.com of Days Manda. Clap, Clap, Clap.
We’re spending the hours here at the Manaligod Residence. Seems like this place is the official haven of Dayzers who’ve no place else to go. Okay, that didn’t sound right, but this has recently become our favorite tambayan, eventhough it’s really really far away (talk about being out of civilization).
Two days ago I finished my enrollment via manual enlistment. It was my first time to try the “system”, and quite frankly I was scared. I’m always scared when I tend to try new things, owe it to the fact that I’m not really a risky person, that’s why I take time to know something first before I dive into it. Thank Jess I have my very trusty UP-BuskoDayzer friends to help me out (Kuya Juvelan, Eiman, Ate Dey, Ate Anna and Lolo Noel). They made me feel a little bit better and even gave me some insights.
I arrived at school really early, around 730 or so, but there were a lot of people in Palma Hall already. I sat down at the English1 Enlistment Room, waiting for the Registration Assistant to arrive. When he came, he announced that those who are qualified to enlist at that time are people with surnames starting from F to O. Mine was T. I then started cursing the mokong who put ‘T’ at the last part of the alphabet, even my ancestors who chose ‘Tuazon’ as my surname and not Agoncillo or Bustamante or anything at the beginning.
While waiting for my turn, I texted the Dayzers to pray to Kuya Jess that He gives me enough patience to finish my enrollment that day. And boy, the power of prayers has been proven again! For I got the LAST SLOT in the subject I lined up for. Imagine that?! Gawrsh… I’m forever thankful for Dayzers who are my prayer warriors.
The afternoon saw me and Bru spending lunch with Eiman at Aaron’s place together with Pao and his cousing Carlo. I was kind of pissed because I wasn’t informed we’d stay there for long (say, 9pm!) and I was getting kinda worried about Bru because if she had went way beyond her curfew, I’d be dead. So we had to be Ultraelectromagnetic Killjoys once again and leave the “party” early because it was darn late. Sowee Eiman!
Bru and I got into a little bit of an “argument” last night, over such a simple thing. She said it was her mood swing attacking once again. Oh well, I wasn’t mad or anything, just wanted her to say what she really feels. Besides, I have mood swings, too, you know, even worse than yours, so don’t worry about me riding on yours, you better worry about how you’ll ride mine. Okay, that didn’t sound right, but whuddaheck.
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