It was mortifying when I learned that after three years of having scheduled for morning classes will eventually changed into afternoon ones. I have my life in there. Friends, Classmates and even crush-es that I will be surely unable to see them since everything ended when the Guidance Councilor told me that I will be transferred to an afternoon class because I was being careless on my 4th year enrollment.
What da heck?! I told myself. This is not right. I did follow their rules. I even fall in the line (for God knows how long) and even reason out that I gave my form to the S.A (Student Assistant). But guess what? She did not listened and even put my name on a Philippine Hero’s surname and dismissed me eventually.
I just sighed. I have nothing to complain since this will be my last year as High School student (since no K12 yet) and go straight to my supposed classroom.
And behold, I saw my room. No ones in yet which was a relief on my part and slowly walked into front and found good chair to sit with. As I started counting minutes and waiting time to kill, someone patted my back. I turned my head right and saw my lady friend named “B”. Let us name her as B for a doll’s name.
“What are you doing in here? I belong to this section, you too?” I asked.
“This is my section too”, she said.
“Wow! That’s great. Atleast you’re here. I feel not alone anymore. This would lessen my fear”.
She sat on the right chair and we starting to talk about the school, our friends and etc. Everything will be okay, as I thought. Everything will be.
BINABASA MO ANG
The Past
De TodoThis is a story of my random thoughts that I put in words. This is my idea of relaxation. An escape of my tormenting surroundings and neither less, I can tell that this is somehow my picture of “What if THIS and THAT happens”.
