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Ruth is a full-time writer. Foodie. Happy camper. Wanders a lot. Used to have the worst taste in men. A reformed swipe-a-holic. Reviving her blog after its death.

Monday, November 06, 2006

I enjoy enrolment season in UP.


I don’t mind filling the inane details in my Form 5 (that’s Reg Form to us, Thomasians). I don’t mind looking through the subjects I could take and then choose according to the schedule that would complement my work.


I don’t mind asking Mela if the listed profs are okay or not.


I’m scared of my adviser, though. Not because she’s a meanie, but because I am a mediocre. I hate to disappoint.


Today, I left my car at the parking lot in FC and walked all the way to Shopping Center using the pathway Tata had taught me.


It’s one of those efforts when I try to immerse myself in a strange campus. I remembered how UP used to make me feel an outsider looking in. I thought I will always get lost in its vast campus.


The more I admire the greens and the trees the more I miss UST and all the friends I made there.


But last sem was different. Last sem I made actual friends. So when I came back to FC, I saw a girl wearing this white shirt with a huge print of “I heart UP.” When I looked up, I saw that it was KC (a hardcore maroon fanatic). She stopped and asked me how I did in our CL 122.


It’s really pathetic, I know. But I can’t help it. I’m a people person, I can’t survive a day without talking to anyone.


So there. Tomorrow, I’ll get myself enrolled!