At exactly, 8:09 last night, my eyes shut down. For the earliest hour of the century, I had a slumber, had various dreams and well, had only awaken up after 10 hours. Stress, can you believe it?
I used to promise my self that for every Friday night, I am to sleep as early as possible but knowing that I have been preoccupied with a galaxy of academic work, I always achieve twelve o’clock as excruciatingly the earliest. My eye bags therefore are protruding like an anthill about to become a volcano. But yes, came September 5 night. It’s better than winning a two gigabyte USB or a Starbucks gift certificate, if you know what I mean. Lol.
Tomorrow, the UAAP cheerdance competition shall take place in Araneta Coliseum (as usual) and I have no tickets yet. I have gathered all my friends in my phonebook and no one of ’em is selling an Upper A or B ticket. A few people though appear clever and irritating as well selling their General Admission ones for a gracious price of P250 to P300.
GenAd could be my last resort since it has always been considered that you can literally jump off to the lower bleachers and no one would notice as the outrage is rampant. On second thought, I don’t wanna stay standing along that circumference of the venue with the yells and cheers of fellow UP students accompanied with swelling beats from the humongous drums. (I also pondered that I am to stand next to JJs but I have realized that they aren’t supposed to be given access. Evil, lol!)
As of this moment, the most preferable– but actually you are given no noble preferences– resolution to do is to queue in line at a time roosters begin to cackle. But I wanna be practical. Two years ago, I went with some high school friends (enrolled in USTe and FEU) and labored falling in line at eight in the morning. The line was so long it that when I got there, I thought it kinda resembles the actual registration process in UP last year.