First day of Punk

Today was the last time I could ever smell the rainy scent of June welcoming me to a new school year. FYI, I am a struggling senior student nurse in this institution called USLS which stands for University of Saint La Salle. Do you know that up to this moment I still can't believe I am a Lasallian or a Lasallite? Not that I think high of being a "green" but it is actually I'd rather be a maroon, blue or anything else except green for that matter, but I learned to love it. Na develop na rin ako kay Saint John..hehe. I looked around my school as I was hurrying my way to my first class and I saw there were lots of students, freshmen mostly. I was used to our extension campus wherein almost everybody knows everybody because way back in my level 3 year only the cluster 1 (4 sections) of the level 3 people and cluster 2 (4 sections) of the level 4 are only there. Now that I am on my last year we were moved back to the main campus because of some reasons that the level 3 class for this school year are of 16 sections. Anyways, I still remember my "froshie" year. We were always going out with my classmates in a flock or in herd (whichever applies). We will go to the foodcourt, library, cafeteria, outside the campus and anywhere as long as we stick together. We would get excited on seeing previous classmates in the highschool aroud the campus and we would exchange our first day in school experiences. It was like yesterday, really! I never thought I could ever say that line so allow me to say it again. It was only like yesterday! Hell yea, allow me to say it for the third time... IT WAS ONLY LIKE YESTERDAY!!!! Ok, too much for that. I smiled around seeing these "froshies". I was once like them. Much carefree, too excited and such a kid! I remember that you know you've already grown up when you get to say this "Look at them! A bunch of idots!" You say this everytime you see "kids" partying hard or just making tambay in the campus. Now I could hear myself almost say that. HAHA. Still can't believe it!

I know I will miss my alma mater. It is stille arly to be touchy about it but time is running fast.. (to be continued)