Enrollment? Done. The News on that day? That there will be a resectioning. Bad news? Well, sort of. What else to do? Expect the unexpected. Have you done it? Yeah. So what happened? We've finally been resectioned.

I know, I know. It SUCKS! (haha) I honestly didn't want to have a resectioning. I was already ... satisfied (yeah, that's the word) -- satisfied with my classmates in III-Sodium. I love that section. Really, really love them. And I don't see how this resectioning thing would make us not to lose respect of our classmates. Does too much familiarity really make you lose respect?

I love those guys who would just joke about practically anything, esp. during classes and all of us would just go crazy laughing out loud with our teacher; and most especially when it's Ms. Zamora who's handling us, because she would just go with the flow with us. :)

I love those guys who would just knock themselves out trying to debate with the teachers, co-classmates, batchmates, lower year students, higher year students, and other faculty and staff just so they could make their point, even though it's non-sense to them. :)

I love those guys when they would just scream their hearts out if they get a failing grade, a high score, see something creepy for them, top a quiz, and top a periodical test; or when they get angry, when they get depressed, when they feel lonely, when they feel disappointed, when they feel anxious, or playful, or mischievous, or when they win something or lose it, or when the teacher comes in time for class and they haven't finished the assignment or project,..., or just about anything. :)

I love those guys when they just hang out in class, talk about just anything, play just about anything -- jackstone, cards, appear-disappear, apple-apple-kiss, flip quiz, connecting-similar-stuff, ice breaker, spin-the-bottle, ..., name them all -- and they end up rolling on the floor, laughing lest they end up arguing about certain issues and settle things down. :)

I love those guys when they just jerk around and tease anybody in class, even the teacher; when they just create issues and gossips, gimmicks and the like, and they all end up making someone cry or furious. Then they all say sorry at the same time, sincerely, and everything gets patched up again and all gets settled. :)

I love those guys when they have group projects. They may arrive late, but the output's great. They work together, hard and long, and they just simply do their best (and God will do the rest!). :)

I love those guys when they have class projects. They tackle things one at a time, assign somebody to do this and that, and they really do it. They just do their best, and NOT compete with other sections, and come out with the best they could do. And everything would just fall down snugly into place -- the place they deserve to be. Though at times certain misunderstandings pop out, they try to settle those peacefully and honestly and they just go on with the project. And while they do all these tasks, they work hard and at the same time enjoy and bond with each other's company; thus, strengthening the bonds they've made. :)

I love it when somebody is sad or lonely or not feeling the way he's usually or supposedly feeling when "normal". He just simply opens up with somebody, or even everybody, and they just help and console him with the rickety problem that's bothering him. Then, with a 55% sure-ness, they happen to cheer him up and make him feel much much better, or better yet solve the problem. :)

I love it when they say "hmmm" all together when a corny joke was left loose with matching dilating noses and keen staring eyes! Then everyone finally lets out a giggle as if saying, "that was kind of funny... for a three-year-old!" :)

I love those guys when they have certain homeworks or quizzes, they help each other answer the homework and, more often than not, let them copy the homework! But they still understand what they were copying, though, or otherwise mind-boggled. When they have quizzes, they conduct group or class studies and just blurt out everything they know about the topic. They would ask questions, and everyone would participate and listen very attentively to whoever is talking. :)

I love it when they have nothing to do. They create noise. :)

I love it when they have activies. Everyone participates, helps, organizes, gives in ideas, and finally settles all the dilemmas. And when the "big event" comes to rise, they enjoy every bit of it, despite the spoofs along the way. :)

I love it when they get oblivious about something. Words would just flow out of their mouths, bad words and stuff (then somebody would tell them to kind of soften up and not use vulgar words), and then they would come to realize why such things happen...then they would just laugh at it -- otherwise, they would just leave the issue untouched and unsettled, and just go on with their lives. :)

I love it when somebody gets hold of a guitar and plays a tune, then everybody would gather around and sing their hearts out. They just bond. They would sometimes even argue of which song to sing. All i can say is, see how music can actually make the world go round and get everybody together? :)

I love it when they cheer for their representative or for the one they are giving their vote to. All the noise that they create sound more like a melody, softly playing a tune -- a surprisingly pleasing one, that is. :)

I love it, most especially, when they simply stare at each other and what's on their heads are all the same. It's when they all think that "I love this section and I don't want to part ways from them. I love them the way they are and the way they make my everyday life turn out to be a glamorous one. They make learning much more fun and memorable."

I love those guys. And who I mean by these "guys" are my classmates -- my classmates in my junior year in our school. And I was hoping we wouldn't be ripped off of each other. I was hoping that we would still remain intact. I was hoping that the plans we've set forth for our fourth year in PhilSci would be put into action. And, not to mention this but, I was kind of hoping that the so-called "soulmates" of mine -- namely Rafael, Reena, and Raymond (my classmates since 1st yr) -- would remain as my soulmates. But all those hopes have been shattered. I've turned hopeless.

But on the contrary, honestly, as I was writing this entry, I realized that these traits and stuffs are, even just a pinch, a part of every single Batch 2008 student in PhilSci. Sure, some may have their own worlds, some have their own outlooks in life, and some just simply have different personas. Though Sodium was really, really fun and memorable and all, I realized that the whole batch has something to give in. Sodium was great, I KNOW, but the whole batch? MUCH MUCH BETTER.

I know I freaked out when I learned that there would be a resectioning. I was kind of disappointed with that news. I became weak, not knowing which path to go. But now, what? We've been resectioned. And honestly, I'm also kind of disappointed with the section I've been put into. I'm now an electron girl, and so are May-Ann, Hermie, Albeth, etc. Irwin, Marvin, Jim,..., are now electron boys. Knowing that Electron was once, if not for several times, dubbed as the outcast (no offense to the electron studes before who're reading this) because of being under the Technology stream, we have made a mission -- and that is to prove them wrong especially because we're not under the streaming.

But it's not the section name that I'm sort of bugged about. It's my classmates. Some, if not most, of them are first-time classmates for me. (lucky me.) And I don't know how well I'd be able to go along with them. (too unfamiliar?) I guess I'll just have to live with it, and pray for it. That's all that's left to do. :)

I'm now an electron girl. (So help us God!!)

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