S05E01 - "First Day of Classes"

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       I did some mental counting in my head and I decided that if each semester I've spent in Ateneo were a whole TV series season, then this one will have been my fifth, and today will have counted as Episode 1. But I should probably cut back on the TV series analogies. My life isn't nearly as interesting as Christine Campbell's. (That may or may not be a good thing. I don't know.)

      Woke up bright and early and ate a breakfast consisting entirely of two Presto peanut butter cookies. I feel so healthy right now! NOT. But hey, at least I walked to my classroom! After taking a trike to JSEC. u_u  

       First class of the day was at 7:30, Cell Mol, which is short for Cellular and Molecular Biology. Our teacher seemed nice. She let us off "early" (i.e. at 10:30 instead of 11:30). After that I went with AC, Rap, Jules, and Deo to do the usual start-of-the-season errands... ID validation and the like. 

     Ho hum. Lunch was at Cervini Cafeteria, since Gonzaga is always teeming with freshmen 8-|. Ugh. (Kidz!) Over lunch I discovered more reasons why boys are disgusting. Like... Grabe. You do not want to know.

   Did nothing for one more hour and then it was time for Statistics at 1:30, all the way in the Soc Sci building. It was all right. We got grouped for our reportings. I got an awesome partner. We are going to rock this semester!!! *knocks on wood and hopes to not jinx it*

   Annnnd that was it for my day's classes. Everyone went off to their other classes while I had nowhere to go :'( So I killed time by being an Eager McBeaver and photocopying stuff for our Statistics report. Look what I found on the table at the photocopying station in the 2nd floor of the Rizal Libe.

"Wanna have a good time?" "Okay! i'll text you. wait for it."
I love this school and all its weird little surprises.

After a sufficient amount of time had been killed I went back to the dorm, plopped my tired self on the bed and dozed off.

Annnnnnd that was Episode 1 for you. Off to an exciting season, I bet. 

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