:: Something fishy ::

this is it! eto na yun eh! mga senyales na talagang tapos na ko sa mga academic obligations ko! It’s 2:25 am and I’m still friendstering. I reread my last few entries. Kumusta naman ang "he’s" ko na naging "his" at ang "smiling TO her" ko! Hahaha! Takte! kumusta naman ang typing skills at grammar ko! May mga iba pang typos, wrong grammar, at mga sentences na parang ayaw na matapos sa haba! Journ student ba ko talaga?! hahaha! What the hell! Informal naman to! Anyway, I’m finally writing a blog entry after 5 months. buong last sem ko pala di ako nagblog at all! patunay iyan na thesis ang buhay ko for the last months! =P

Ang saya! I’m done with school. Technically, I’m already a degree holder the moment Sir Lacaba finally submitted my grade in J111. I’m just waiting for my exit from school to be formalized on graduation day. Haaay… ang bilis bilis ng four years. Ang lungkot din na matatapos na to—wait! ayoko palang magmaka-senti ngayon! saka na! siguro after na lang ng send off. =P

It was my law interview this morning. It must be one of my most nerve-wracking moments! My heart was beating so hard and so fast that it seemed it would shatter my rib cage and jump right out of my chest. Exagge, alam ko! but that was really how i felt. Yung tipong masakit na yung dibdib mo sa sobrang kaba! ganyang level!

The interview was scheduled at 9 am but we were required to come at 8:30 for instructions. I was already in UP before 8 o’clock. I thought I was too early so I decided to drop by my boarding house first. And then I went to the chapel and prayed for a few minutes before going to Malcolm. I got there at 8:25. I thought I was still early but when I registered I found out I was actually already the fifth to arrive. We were six in the set of interviewees for Panel 2 but one didn’t come so I was last to be interviewed. There were three panels so there were about 17 interviewees. You could just imagine how torturous it was to watch the interviewees being called one by one and led out of the waiting room, bearing your nervousness longer than everyone else, and to top it off, being hell scared after seeing the reactions of those already interviewed when they get their stuff from the waiting room before leaving. *pants* (isa na naman tong pagkahaba-habang pangungusap na tinadtad ng kuwit dahil sa katamarang ayusin sa mas madaling maintindihan at maikling mga pangungusap ang gusto kong sabihin. ang haba na naman pala nun. haha!) Some have impaled faces with queasy looks, some have shifty, avoidant eyes, some were teary-eyed and took hurried steps. I even chanced upon a girl interviewee crying in the restroom. Kumusta naman diba?!?! I was becoming more more nervous as time passed. I wanted to be interviewed already so that I can get it over with. I was praying almost the entire three-hour wait. When my turn came I thought I was already going to explode.

My interview was okay… Well, at least I think so. Ewan ko! Sana okay nga… Loooorrddd… Haaay… Sana talaga… I’m relieved that it’s over but now, another torture starts. Waiting for the results. =S 

Good luck na lang sakin! Good luck talaga! =S

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