HS Life - Chapter One “The Origin”

It’s over… I’m not a freshman anymore… I may have been busy throughout the school year.
It may have been a long time ago but I can still remember it all.
Okay, I am going to tell you the 1st day of the 1st year of my High School Life.
FIRST DAY
I was very enthusiastic to go to Marist because it’s the 1st time that I’ll use black pants. Praise the Lord for I’m not wearing khaki anymore. Okay, I can’t actually remember why but the first day of classes was Tuesday and not Monday. When I went to school, I was very proud of myself (now that I’m an HS student) although I had so many problems after my graduation (just after the graduation ceremony, I got a fever of 38.2… That fever lasted for 2 weeks and even reached 40.3!!! After the 2 week fever {March 15 – 29}, I got hospitalized because of an unknown disease. It lasted for 6 days. It may be a short time but it was like HELL. Did you know that my dextrose barely lasted for each day because they can’t find any vein on me? They changed my dextrose everyday that in that 6 days, it was changed for like 20 times… Did you also know that I didn’t sleep for 3 days straight? I can’t… Then after being hospitalized, I got constipated for a week… {March 31 – April 8} Whew, Can you enjoy the summer in that situation?).
Okay, going back to the first day, I got lost finding my room. I knew my section was Saint Peter but I didn’t know that it was located on the 3rd floor. When I got in my room, I was saddened because my fellow Dapiteñans (my section before) were only few and my best friends were not there.
I patiently waited for the first teacher to come. Then a dark, chubby, long-haired girl entered the room. I thought she was my Homeroom teacher. But that was before she flashed a Manila paper to us. It said: Science/HR = Mrs. Shellah Cruz… She explained that she was the HE teacher and her name is Marites Magleo. She’ll only meet us once per week. She told us the requirements like pencils, erasers, coloring materials, and katsa. Then after an hour of teaching, a fair-skinned, chubby, short-haired man with glasses entered the room. He told us that every time he’ll enter the room, we should say “Good Morning Sir Francis, It’s nice to see you again!”Hearing that statement, obviously, informed us that his name was Francis. I looked at my thin, green notebook wherein I copied the notes of Mrs. Marites. It says: Religious Educ. = Mr. Francis Santos. Like what happened before, he also stated the requirements and needs throughout the year. All of them were the same except that he included a sketch pad. Well, I was puzzled… drawing in Religion?
After an hour (a total of 2 hours) of listening, I had my recess. I remember the first thing I said was “Oh, God… Is this the canteen? Why are the prices too high? The prices were so unreasonable. The first thing I bought was a Mango shake (P 20.00). Then I went back to the room. At last, I met my HR adviser. She was short-haired, dark, and smallJ but gorgeous. But her voice was powerful. She organized us and welcomed us in HS. I was fascinated in meeting my HR adviser.
Homeroom lasted for 45 minutes, approximately. Then a cute, beautiful, tall, chinita-like woman entered the room of Saint Peter – smiling. That was like unusual but I like it. She said in a tiny voice, “Hello, Saint Peter. Good Morning… my name is Dominique Asuncion and I’ll be your English teacher for the whole school year.” I became more excited and of course, energetic… I thought she’s interesting. I hope she’ll be a great teacher in her entire teaching life.
Time passed by, I had my lunch – siomai (P 31.00) and a Nestea green tea (P 23.00). Then Filipino (Ma’am Siony Fernandez) and Math (Ma’am NY Yator) came. No offense but it was so lame. I ♥ Math but I didn’t like the first day. The last subject, though, was interesting. It was Science. Then, there came the Memorare. Darn, it was a long tough day!!!
-this entry (First Day) was from my journal notebook.

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