El dÍa primero: The first day

I woke up early in the morning, exactly 6 am. I picked up my clothes to wear in school, the first day. I am not so much excited, but I am very uneasy. Maybe because this is not just a usual first day in school, but this also marks my first day as a BSMATH student. I want to look fresh for this fresh start, so I lingered more minutes of taking a bath. After fixing my things, I ate my breakfast, and bounded to school, at past 8 am. On my way, I was thinking of what is waiting to me when I get there. Of what my classmates would be, if they are friendly or shy, smart or stupid, beautiful or ugly. When I reached Camanay, I met my former classmates in ECE, Jeremiah, Romeo, Ronnie, Kirbie, Geoffrey, but they are not also ECE anymore for they have transferred in Agricultural Engineering. It was just a short encounter, and I continued walking to the Gemma Building. From a distance, I could see Rechelle or (Em-em) and Kristine or (Joy-joy). They waved at me when they saw me. I proceeded in their direction, in front of our new classroom. They greeted me heartily. And I returned with a ‘nakakapanibago…’. It was just last semester when we were in the H building, now we are here in Gemma. Joy-joy even stated, “Naa diay life diri? Murag isolated man gud kaayu ta sa H…”. And we just all laughed. Not later, our “co-shifters” arrived. I was not expecting some of them there, but it’s good to get along with them. When the previous class ended, we entered the classroom G41 in ‘full force’. We sat on the third row, left side, and I was really on the edge. I was feeling more and more anxious, and our professor turned up. He was Sir Narvaez, Philo2, and we heard he is terror. But face to face, he is jolly, lively, and gay. . He made us all laugh with his hirit. He even called me as MR.CLEAN with my bald look . He distributed our class cards, and then again, it was very peculiar, filling up the blank intended for Major as BSMATH. I used to write BSECE on that blank before, in two years and half, but now it’s different. But I am not longing to come back there. I guess I am okay here, and I will stay okay here. When the class ended, we entered the vacant G40 for our Psycho1 class. Our new classmates appeared, a block of Political Science students. They are noisy and very dominant. Yet they are funny. Until our professor rolled up, she was the lovely Ma’am Karen Mae B. Ticar. She discussed about the grading system, and an introduction to the subject. My PolSci classmates are very outspoken, loud, and formidable. Somehow we felt outdone, outshone, and out of place. But I cannot blame them personally, because I guess it’s normal to them. However, we wanted to change our schedule, instead of 10:30-12, we wanted to be earlier, 7:30-9 before our Philo2 class. It was a great day. And I am looking forward to more great days here in BSMATH. This may be different now, but I will get used to it next time. I won’t waste this second chance given to me. I will work hard this time. And I will see to it that I will be successful on this road I take. Adios y buenas suertes.