Sunday, June 09, 2002
The Independent Near
On the very eve of his College Life
EDIT: This is the Premiere "Carpe Noctem" post.
I never realized how packing was both hysterically fun and confusing. Here I am finishing packing up and ready to move into my dorm tomorrow morning... and I'm thinking I might forget the most simplest thing. I got two bags and some plastic container with hangers inside of it. I'm not moving in with any Television yet or any radio... nope.
Tomorrow is shaping up to be one naked day... I'm talking about the dorm. My high school friend Lance Prodigalidad, whom I share a similar past with (about our dads retiring from a US Service and our first day of High School was on the same day, same year level, same class, and fair enough friend to friend compatibility rate) has moved into the dormitory I'm going to be in. Well, it's already been known like that for months now. Lance and I, and "Ramoncito" are the three roommates in Men's Dorm Room F3.
He's there all alone and txt'd me that there's no sight of our 3rd roommate yet. His first class starts at 7am and it's not even on the campus, it's at the DLSU-D Medical Center about one kilometer down the road back to the Highway where Waltermart Dasmarinas is at. My first class is at 1pm (that's why I'm moving into the dorm tomorrow morning instead of earlier) and I get off at 5pm.
Feelings right now? Gawd, I don't know. I just want everything to go smoothly. I don't want to go there and have wreck after wreck. I want to secure a place to eat Lunch and Dinner, and so on and so forth.
Maybe Candy already moved in... hmmm.
I'm excited, nervous, and all of the emotions there could be. This is my last entry before I am swallowed up whole by my College life. What kind of person will I be when I finish College? I hope I turn out satisfied and accomplished... these I didn't quite feel in High School. I hope my High School won't repeat here... I'm looking for a little bit more of everything.
I know I'm still this young, even naive, person. I admit I will enter college tomorrow as a boy with the will to live out his aspirations. I just hope I leave college in a few years as an accomplished and confident man with bright prospects for a career in the media.
Well, Here I go now....
On the very eve of his College Life
EDIT: This is the Premiere "Carpe Noctem" post.
I never realized how packing was both hysterically fun and confusing. Here I am finishing packing up and ready to move into my dorm tomorrow morning... and I'm thinking I might forget the most simplest thing. I got two bags and some plastic container with hangers inside of it. I'm not moving in with any Television yet or any radio... nope.
Tomorrow is shaping up to be one naked day... I'm talking about the dorm. My high school friend Lance Prodigalidad, whom I share a similar past with (about our dads retiring from a US Service and our first day of High School was on the same day, same year level, same class, and fair enough friend to friend compatibility rate) has moved into the dormitory I'm going to be in. Well, it's already been known like that for months now. Lance and I, and "Ramoncito" are the three roommates in Men's Dorm Room F3.
He's there all alone and txt'd me that there's no sight of our 3rd roommate yet. His first class starts at 7am and it's not even on the campus, it's at the DLSU-D Medical Center about one kilometer down the road back to the Highway where Waltermart Dasmarinas is at. My first class is at 1pm (that's why I'm moving into the dorm tomorrow morning instead of earlier) and I get off at 5pm.
Feelings right now? Gawd, I don't know. I just want everything to go smoothly. I don't want to go there and have wreck after wreck. I want to secure a place to eat Lunch and Dinner, and so on and so forth.
Maybe Candy already moved in... hmmm.
I'm excited, nervous, and all of the emotions there could be. This is my last entry before I am swallowed up whole by my College life. What kind of person will I be when I finish College? I hope I turn out satisfied and accomplished... these I didn't quite feel in High School. I hope my High School won't repeat here... I'm looking for a little bit more of everything.
I know I'm still this young, even naive, person. I admit I will enter college tomorrow as a boy with the will to live out his aspirations. I just hope I leave college in a few years as an accomplished and confident man with bright prospects for a career in the media.
Well, Here I go now....
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