Never than I thought As easy as ABC

Enrollment thing.
Definitely a long journey
Transition to college is never that easy.
I thought that everything is going to be fine.


Not that I thought.
To be in my new cheese is a very big challenge to have outside the box.

Everyone is excited for their enrollment. Some come by themselves, friends and some by them ever loyal companion-parents.

Typical enrollment in elementary and high school is definitely at ease. The sweat that ruin your handkerchief , the painful foot was worth it. In just one day, you are enrolled. All you have to do is to wait for the school days.

Never than I thought.

I brought all the needed things that would ease my day. I have my documents, scientific calculator, one 350 ml bottle of water, cologne, paper , cell phone , school id, rosary , money and handkerchief.

Of course, my journey would not be that a roller coaster without the protagonists on the story. Playing as if they were VIPs. Later than that they became the very annoying person. They failed to offer us the accommodation that most of us needed.

Never than I imagine.

There were times that I thought of giving up. The enrollment in that university really made me think twice. Thus, I must not.

I experienced to watch the students from different walks of life to complain at the top of their voices. I questioned myself. If only there were recognized leadership showered to those senior students maybe, the lane that were standing would moved in justice. There were no parents who would throw those unwanted phrase to get the attention of those authority that were really hard to see.

I found laughs.

It was hard for me to move with my new cheese.

It was a long agony of waiting , until finally we were inside the medical clinic. I won’t forget our eye vision test- the snellen chart. It was not new to me, for I’m one of those ever loyal customer of those optical shop. I remembered the idea of memorizing the 6th and 7th line. I ‘m satisfied indeed, at least I can read those letters aside to the big letter E that printed in bold letter.

I went home hungry and drowsy.

On the last day, I learned to accept the fact of the processing of the records in that university. First, only window that you would find functional was the first window. Second, don’t expect someone inside the office to accommodate your needs when the clock turned 12 noon, hell, its lunch break. The idea of waiting there is not a choice but an opportunity to grab for. Third, be natural for those who would unexpectedly be included in your lane, without you knowing it. The idea of distributing a number was I guess, not yet discovered. Lastly, it would be healthy to ask questions to those trusted authority of the university premises rather, to depend to those hearsay's.

Never than I expected.

Because of my field of choice, there were some of my high school classmates that were shocked that I would study in a university no one from the cream section would intended to go forth, honestly. But for sure, they would love to see me to make those wave of achievement again.

I am just beginning. And I know that I have to be firm. Strong like the bamboo ever made. Rumors would always be there in place. There were really demands that were hard to accept, to hear and to hate.

I don’t know how miles can I walk. How many faces from different walks of life to encounter. But this is another memorable experience I wouldn’t forget. It’s about me and definitely not them for sure.

But to have this experienced retold is not as easy as to recite ABC. Not really .