Probably, of all the days of the week, Saturday or SATURDAY is the most exciting and the most awaited day of all. The main reason is "NO CLASSES", though that thought was plainly a high school's lazy freak, I think It's still in effect right now. Not all, but being in UP will bring you to big free times especially during Wednesdays and Weekends, So look at the bright side. haha
I wont say anything about my experiences in my first day of classes, though it's still good for now, I'm still searching and expecting for something like makabuang or what. I'm weird but I think it's the best thing I can do for now, I don't wanna be like an idiot expecting for nothing when I'm stupidly studying in a "school for the future". So, for now everything is normal but a bit lesser than I expected. I've heard a lot of comments from my friends about their "adjustment" period of college, most are a bit culture socked and I wont comment about it, they haven't gone to UP yet and maybe if they've tried it they'll be like walking zombies if they are that ignorant. Haha, I'm not being rude but I think thinking the worst possibilities will protect me from being extremely hurt by surprises, I hate surprises and I don't know why life always give me some.
I was so bothered about what my older brother mentioned last morning, he said he'll use HIS bag next week. It's a normal bag and I don't hold it if he'll really use it, It's not my property anyways and I'm not holding something as it is, the bag was not good and yes I wont be subject for a quarrel with him just for that small little thing. The big thing on this so-called issue was that I don't have any bag anymore. whaaaa!
Way back in high school, we have uniform bags, can you believe this one? uniform bags? haha. but yes it really is. Our bags our uniform to promote equality among everyone and I think it's so stupid cause we can no longer push through the value of equality in "material things" these days. Though I really don't like my alma matter's idea of uniformity in everything, I've spent 4 straight years already there and I think everything was ought too be so cool.
I was imagining my self using the "STEC bag" in college, it's too big and I think you can put one week supply of clothes in it. Imagine if I'll put my single binder and a bit of books there? I'm like a lost child from the mountains with that bag... Omg. On the other side of the story, the bag that I've been using for the first day of school was my brother's college bag, he somewhat abandoned it a bit and I think it's my oppurtunity at first. So, I've washed the bag and finally put some finishing touches with it and fixed some of its minor injuries probably from mishandling.
I find my older brother always unfair as usual. I'm very jealous with him and yes not only in material things but in everything, ranging from oppurtunities, his glorious past, and everything. Being the middle child of this very big family is already a curse for me. My older brother is the eldest so it's already expected that he got everything he wants and can choose rightly his decisions. He is really different from the "eldest" people I know and I've met. Most of them are very crucial and sacrificed a lot just for their family and their siblings. One of my classmates before, She's a girl but she went to a Maritime school just for the money she'll have after pursuing such course. She once told me how difficult it is to be the eldest she even said "Maypa dugai nlng ko gipanganak para murag akong mga manghud free na sila na mupili sa ilang mga gusto, ug usa pa na mangayo nalang ko sa tanan". That statement really hit me, not because I'm the eldest but yes I feel like the eldest.
Though I'm not the eldest in this family, being the middle child is the most stupid thing one can encounter and I think in the near future everything wont be the same anymore. Naturally the first one gets the worm, everyone will follow, the last one usually gets the smallest amout but naturally one thing is wrong with this thought, they did not mind that not all things in the first sight is everything that is left... there should be one left and the last one can luckily eat those worms without hassle for the rest of the clan is already bloated.
Of all us 5, my eldest brother has the best childhood experiences and he even brag it with my younger brother and sister. He has the best educational experiences and spent most of it in private high schools. He even made mom and dad very proud of him and I never heard them scolded him so hard just like they did with me and my older sister Janine. He studied in an expensive and glamorous school while me and my sister strives hard just to continue studying and of course since one is seeking for the cheapest, where? but here in state colleges with dilapidated facilities.
Back to my bag, I think I can no longer hold it longer and though how much I want my first things to last, I think to move on you need to give off many things for the good of everyone. It was a very huge step and a journey, the first week of college life is probably one of my biggest leap ever, and I think though there were more leaps sooner I think my first would be more memorable if I still have my bag. It was so much fun, and when times that I feel alone I search for things on my bag while I was sitting like an autistic loner in campus. Although it was only one week, I think my bag already saw my new friends and I really hope so that one would emerge as my real best friend.
He[my bag] saw my first instructors, most of them look cruel but I always think that learning from them is already a very big thing and I think their sacrifices is always good as expected. He's been one of my contributors of confidence while walking proudly in the school campus of the intelligent people. Everything was really good and I'll never forget my first week and for now I need to give it off.
But, it's not a problem... there are lots and lots of surprises soon. Guess what? I've recovered from this surprise for just one whole minute! can you believe it? I think I'm improving:)
I wont say anything about my experiences in my first day of classes, though it's still good for now, I'm still searching and expecting for something like makabuang or what. I'm weird but I think it's the best thing I can do for now, I don't wanna be like an idiot expecting for nothing when I'm stupidly studying in a "school for the future". So, for now everything is normal but a bit lesser than I expected. I've heard a lot of comments from my friends about their "adjustment" period of college, most are a bit culture socked and I wont comment about it, they haven't gone to UP yet and maybe if they've tried it they'll be like walking zombies if they are that ignorant. Haha, I'm not being rude but I think thinking the worst possibilities will protect me from being extremely hurt by surprises, I hate surprises and I don't know why life always give me some.
I was so bothered about what my older brother mentioned last morning, he said he'll use HIS bag next week. It's a normal bag and I don't hold it if he'll really use it, It's not my property anyways and I'm not holding something as it is, the bag was not good and yes I wont be subject for a quarrel with him just for that small little thing. The big thing on this so-called issue was that I don't have any bag anymore. whaaaa!
Way back in high school, we have uniform bags, can you believe this one? uniform bags? haha. but yes it really is. Our bags our uniform to promote equality among everyone and I think it's so stupid cause we can no longer push through the value of equality in "material things" these days. Though I really don't like my alma matter's idea of uniformity in everything, I've spent 4 straight years already there and I think everything was ought too be so cool.
I was imagining my self using the "STEC bag" in college, it's too big and I think you can put one week supply of clothes in it. Imagine if I'll put my single binder and a bit of books there? I'm like a lost child from the mountains with that bag... Omg. On the other side of the story, the bag that I've been using for the first day of school was my brother's college bag, he somewhat abandoned it a bit and I think it's my oppurtunity at first. So, I've washed the bag and finally put some finishing touches with it and fixed some of its minor injuries probably from mishandling.
I find my older brother always unfair as usual. I'm very jealous with him and yes not only in material things but in everything, ranging from oppurtunities, his glorious past, and everything. Being the middle child of this very big family is already a curse for me. My older brother is the eldest so it's already expected that he got everything he wants and can choose rightly his decisions. He is really different from the "eldest" people I know and I've met. Most of them are very crucial and sacrificed a lot just for their family and their siblings. One of my classmates before, She's a girl but she went to a Maritime school just for the money she'll have after pursuing such course. She once told me how difficult it is to be the eldest she even said "Maypa dugai nlng ko gipanganak para murag akong mga manghud free na sila na mupili sa ilang mga gusto, ug usa pa na mangayo nalang ko sa tanan". That statement really hit me, not because I'm the eldest but yes I feel like the eldest.
Though I'm not the eldest in this family, being the middle child is the most stupid thing one can encounter and I think in the near future everything wont be the same anymore. Naturally the first one gets the worm, everyone will follow, the last one usually gets the smallest amout but naturally one thing is wrong with this thought, they did not mind that not all things in the first sight is everything that is left... there should be one left and the last one can luckily eat those worms without hassle for the rest of the clan is already bloated.
Of all us 5, my eldest brother has the best childhood experiences and he even brag it with my younger brother and sister. He has the best educational experiences and spent most of it in private high schools. He even made mom and dad very proud of him and I never heard them scolded him so hard just like they did with me and my older sister Janine. He studied in an expensive and glamorous school while me and my sister strives hard just to continue studying and of course since one is seeking for the cheapest, where? but here in state colleges with dilapidated facilities.
Back to my bag, I think I can no longer hold it longer and though how much I want my first things to last, I think to move on you need to give off many things for the good of everyone. It was a very huge step and a journey, the first week of college life is probably one of my biggest leap ever, and I think though there were more leaps sooner I think my first would be more memorable if I still have my bag. It was so much fun, and when times that I feel alone I search for things on my bag while I was sitting like an autistic loner in campus. Although it was only one week, I think my bag already saw my new friends and I really hope so that one would emerge as my real best friend.
He[my bag] saw my first instructors, most of them look cruel but I always think that learning from them is already a very big thing and I think their sacrifices is always good as expected. He's been one of my contributors of confidence while walking proudly in the school campus of the intelligent people. Everything was really good and I'll never forget my first week and for now I need to give it off.
But, it's not a problem... there are lots and lots of surprises soon. Guess what? I've recovered from this surprise for just one whole minute! can you believe it? I think I'm improving:)
1 comments:
haha, kabati uie naa miy saturday dong! hahai, maypa mu.
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