Second Soliloquy
A journey into the mindscape...
It Starts...
The past few days have been a bit, well, dizzy. First, I had to go to all sorts of places just to get my medical exam, my dental exam, and my report card. I just got cleared last Tuesday, so now I can say that for all 4 years in Pisay, I only get cleared at enrollment. Then, Thursday, I went to the orientation (good thing I made it in time), then to PH (Palma Hall) for enrollment, then to the infirmary because I forgot I still have to fix that medical certificate. Once there, I get lost deciding which line to fall in, get sent to the shopping center to photocopy the Xray results, go back to finish fixing the medical certificate, then back to PH. At registration, I get stuck at enlistment, since they're still fixing the CS11 classes (that's why CS11 was missing on the Form 5A). When I came back tomorrow, I had to pick another MST GE subject because the CS11 class overlapped on the schedule, thus requiring me to replace STS with Envi Sci. I later find out that STS is insanely hard. After one last sidetrip to the Kamia Residence Hall for the DOST scholarship thingy, I managed to finish.
After that, I went to the freshman orientation (my luch was a banana cue and water). It turned out to be... almost not worth it. The emcees (or whatever you call the people up front) reminded me of noontime show hosts. Apparently my sense of humor did not match theirs (for the most part). I ended up with a slight headache, proabably from forcing myself to stay awake. To top it off, the pep squad finished off with teaching everyone the cheers. That in itself would be okay, but the drums... any longer and I would need a hearing aid and a bottle of asprin.
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I get mixed feelings a lot of times. Maybe that's why I've defaulted to assuming two identities. I guess that's my own way of sorting out my emotions.
After that, I went to the freshman orientation (my luch was a banana cue and water). It turned out to be... almost not worth it. The emcees (or whatever you call the people up front) reminded me of noontime show hosts. Apparently my sense of humor did not match theirs (for the most part). I ended up with a slight headache, proabably from forcing myself to stay awake. To top it off, the pep squad finished off with teaching everyone the cheers. That in itself would be okay, but the drums... any longer and I would need a hearing aid and a bottle of asprin.
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I get mixed feelings a lot of times. Maybe that's why I've defaulted to assuming two identities. I guess that's my own way of sorting out my emotions.
I want to see what happens next in my life. To be honest, college can seem a little exciting at times. But at the same time, I don't want to let go of pisay. Or batch '05. For that matter, I don't want to let go of anything, once I've gotten used to it.
