Monday, June 05, 2006
new beginnings
Classes opened today. Haha. Old news, I know. Most of the complaints of "Ayoko pang pumasok!", "Ano ba naman yan, ang aga aga!" and "Kasi naman, nananaginip pa ako nung dumating yung bus." quickly dissolved into squeals of delight upon seeing their friends. The empty hallways of the school buzzed and echoed once more with the gay chatter and laughter of its students. Stories that accumulated over the summer were quickly exchanged and greetings and hugs were given. Typical first-day stuff. Nothing new. A lot of changes happened though. Aside from the gargatuan-texted and weird-looking signs I know all of you have spotted, heaps and heaps of new rules will be enforced this year. The whole day was basically an orientation on that. Mrs. Ben's really fun. Thank God I was given a great adviser on my last year in Holy. My classmates aren't too bad, I admit. I was feeling a bit apprehensive at first. actually, but now, I don't think I have any more reason to be. The class was divided into committees and I joined the Scholarship Committee. Haha. I couldn't find anywhere else to go, since I can't draw to save my life and I'm not too partial towards Spiritual or Socio-Cultural stuff, even if it does have a nice ring to it. Fourth year is probably the most desired year since we have one thing the entire school covets: air conditioning. For some unknown whatsit reason, they weren't turned on today, since there was no go-signal or whatever from whomever was in charge. We had to suffer the humidity and fan ourselves with our hands when we could've had a nice, cool breeze provided by the air conditioners. Ha. Dapat bukas air con na the whole day, since hindi naman binuksan yung air con ngayon.It's good to know that we'll still be having some of our old teachers from third year. It's great that Miss Aniago will still be Pinoy, since we had so much fun with her last year. Thataway, it won't seem to intimidating for us. My sister started first year today. Yehes, long sleeves na. Haha. It's good that she wasn't traumatized by her first day, although I think napagod siya, since she's slumbering peacefully in the bedroom as I write. I felt kind of sorry for the first years. They went together in tight packs, looking disoriented and fearfully staring at the older levels as if they were going to scold them for simply breathing. They looked awfully small too, in their too-big, kimono-like uniforms. At least they weren't strutting about the school as if they owned the place. Not like some I saw earlier... I can't help but look back on my first day of high school. People then were unperturbed by the impending horrors related to us so many times, innocently exchanging gossip on Meteor Garden, since it was all the rage back then in first year. Maybe it was because it wasn't so strict then. There're so many new rules now that I can't keep track of them. Haha. I feel sorry for the little kiddies. I hope they get to have fun too, since they're entering what's supposed to be one of the most memorable moments of their lives. New school year. New beginnings.
written at 2:28 AM