Let me begin..
I woke up early this morning. It was around six in the morning for my enrollment of my Second Year in College. I expected the lines to be long, the places would be hot, and the day would make me weary. I prepared myself for the exhausting day ahead, and would be calm whenever things get crazy.
So, I climbed out of my bed and took a bath. Trying to freshen myself up and preparing myself for the day ahead. I took a sumptuous breakfast and made myself full. I took a ride with my father and went to the school. I lined myself up and waited patiently for my turn.
When we were getting our enrollment forms, people went crazy and ran to the room where we could get it. Okay, I admit. I am one of those people who went gaga and ran as fast as I could so I would be able to finish everything early. We ended in a line again and patiently waited for the forms. Not really patiently though, we threw a couple of fits here and then.
When we finally got our forms, we decided to go to South Campus to pay for the fees because the line for the teller in the Main Campus was so goddamned long. It freaked me out a little when I saw it. The line reached almost half of the school's size. Who wouldn't be surprised by it? So, we finally made a decision to go to South Campus.
When we reached there, we were quite relieved to see that the line was pretty short compared to the other campus's, which ran for miles. We settled ourselves in the line and tried to catch up with each other's lives over the past couple of months.
Of course, we enjoyed talking with each other. Throwing a couple of banters here and there, sharing silly jokes, and just enjoying the time we have together. You see, we were already torn apart. We don't belong to the same block anymore, and the difference in our schedules might be hindrance to our beautiful friendship. Okay, back to the story...
We noticed about thirty minutes of lining up that we only moved a couple of inches. We just ignored it at first. When another half an hour came and it seemed that we still didn't move that much, it totally pissed the hell out of us. Our temper was starting to boil and we were getting more and more impatient. An hour passed and the freaking line still didn't make us nearer to our damned teller. We were really getting pissed. The crappy system our school was spiting us, and we like it very much. Not. We were also getting hungry making us more impatient and mad. The growling of our stomach really didn't help us at all. It only made matters worse.When the hour for our oh-so-lovely(note the sarcasm) tellers to have break, the security guard gave us priority numbers so we would be prioritized in paying our fees. We were pretty glad about it and decided to leave the campus and satiate ourselves with delicious meals. We went to E-mall and had our lunch there.
After an hour of devouring our lunch, we went back to school with energy on a high level and stomach full. Seeing that we have priority numbers made us hopeful. Only our little hopes crushed when we learned that priority didn't make sense at all since we need to line up once again. Damn, it made us furious. Oh well, not really, just a bit pissed and disappointed. So, anyway... we went to our lines and patiently waited for our turn again.
About an hour and a half later, it was my turn to pay my fees. 'Oh, thank God, finally', I murmured silently in my head when I reached the teller. I was patient and cheerful. I mean, I am almost done, just pay this tuition fee and get my schedule and I'm over. But sadly, fate wasn't that nice to me, the lovely teller told me that I have a balance from last semester. I was like... what the hell? I am almost done and sadly, I am no near. So, of course I nodded her off and decided to try to get my schedule. But sadly, she asked me to go back to Main Campus and settle my problems there.
So, I obediently followed and went back to Main Campus. I went to ASC and waited. It took me about an hour to finish my transaction there, and damn it, I am not done yet! The freaking woman asked me to go somewhere else again. Oh man, I was really getting furious and impatient by that time. I swear I did. Then, when I went to the person she asked me to go, I was about to scream because the person asked me to go to the Assessment and tell whoever-she-was in whatever-the-hell-office-she-was-in to help me in my problem. I'll be damned. I have to line up again to finish this enrollment and it was already five in the afternoon. Ah, what a beautiful day it was. Really. NOT!!!!But thank heavens, when I approached the person, she has no instructions and gave my schedule in my warm hands. Oh good Lord, it felt great. After eleven hours of enrollment, I finally my schedule in my hands. Oh, good Lord, I love thee oh so much. Je t'aime beacoup!!!!!!!
Okay, I just want to say one last thing. I hope that my freaking school would realize what crappy technology they have. Ever since I stepped into college, I never had a decent enrollment. It was always crappy and it sucks. Something goes wrong everytime. I don't know what the hell it is... or maybe I am just damned with enrollment curse. I wish it'll end very soon, because it is really not that pleasant. It is very exhausting and it drains the energy out of my fragile little body.
Oh, it's not one thing. Uhm, it's like a freaking one paragraph. But anyway, I am done. I am enrolled. And all I have to do is wait for June 8 to arrive.
Significance of June 8:
- Beginning of Classes
- The Second Anniversary of my lovely blog!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Thanks to all those who patiently read my looooooong post with all the profanities I wrote. I, thank you, very much. :)
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