So let's scratch the day off first. Actually, it was June 14th, and I barely had a good sleep that night. Such was because 1) I was looking for clothes to wear for the humongous-slash-grand-slash-not really grand-slash-whatever-slash-so-called-first-day: Something not so overdressed, but not so simple. Just in-between. Something out of the ordinary. Something that'd make heads turn. Something that's powerful. Something.. something.. Okay, enough. So let's just say that it's something that'd make heads turn - in a good way. Something that makes a statement. 2) I can't somehow picture how my first day of a college freshman would be. I can't picture it, but I was trying to - so hard, that it was all I was thinking the whole night - I barely slept soundly. 3) I don't know what I'll bring the following day. "Are my notebooks enough? Do I still have to bring paper pads?" 4) And lastly, I hope for the best. And I was hoping to make friends - GI. The. Good. Influence. Kind. [[Just so you might ask (which I think, you'll never do.. But I'll write this anyway so you'd know.. although I think you won't. //All through my life, I've never had friends whom I think were bad influences. And I'm more than blessed because of that. In Seton, I've been friends with the bunch you'll be really thankful you were friends with. Not to brag about them, but man, they're the best. There's the class valedictorian, the batch clown, the friend of all, the pretty one, etc. etc. Everything good, and everything best -- they're in the bunch. And oh, by the way, I'd like to mention them now: Isabel, Criselda, Laissa, Krizzel, Camille, Tricia Marie, Myles, Stef, and Hetty. And in St. James, I have Geneva, Aly, Katrina, Kathryn, Teresa, and Hazel. I'm so sure you know all of them.]]
June 15, 2009
This time, it's real.
At exactly 4am, I rose my bed carrying with me such huge nervousness, and of course, that gush of excitement rolled in, too. Fortunately. Since Edward told me to write about my first day on my Multiply, I am doing so. Not just because he told me to. But because, well, it's also an inkling so that by the time that I graduate college, I could look back here and read this formulating such reaction: "OMG. Why was I so.. blahblahblah." Hehe
***At this point, I dunno why I didn't have any continuation with this entry. Not even on my Multiply. Edward could possibly be looking for this. But maybe I've already managed to make kwento to him about how I got through my first day as an official colegiala.. and maybe he already did, too, since we've been endlessly talking over such months. Or maybe I fell asleep when I was writing this... exactly a year ago.
Exactly.
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