Before Classes Officially Start
The DBM and DOJ secretaries and the First Daughter
I arrived at UP past 10 AM; first stop was at the Yakal Residence Hall to again inquire and pester Sir Robidillo (sp?), dormitory manager, about my wait-list status. Just when I was about to lose hope of being admitted to said dorm, he handed me some forms to fill out (up? I always mix up.) My lungs nearly burst as I inhaled and exhaled my excitement. I'm halfway to being a
I didn't fare with as much luck with the manual enlistment, but it wasn't that bad either. I still have two subjects left to enlist. As my wolf-wearing-sheep-skin act worked with Sir Robidillo, I hope it also does tomorrow with the professors. Awoo! Have you ever heard a wolf cry to the blue corn moon? I have never seen a sem without a torturous registration.
2 comments:
for a while i thought i was the first daughter. but how can you or chris bear a child? hahaha. i like this pic ivan. i'll post it in my blog too!!!! :P
-judy
huh? who would bear a what?!
go lang, ako lang naman ata nagbabasa nun eh. hehe.
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