The silent of the night makes me think of what theme or topic should I write and put to my next blog. Until I remember my experience here in Hercor College, where I’m studying right now.
My college student life story began when my cousin helped me and assists me on how to be qualified to enter here in Hercor, I was so shy , nervous and scared. All of people and students here is very unfamiliar to me, even the way they move and most of all the way they speak. Until it start my first day of my study. I remember that my first day I was so awkward to communicate or ask to someone to help me or to guide me because I know that they will be surprised why they so called “tagalog” doing here in the province and its just right
I search my section and my designated room to the bulletin board and next I search my room. I was so shock when I see my classmates, they were all quiet, simple and understanding, and finally when someone makes some noice of laughter filled once silent room. Until then, my classmates and also my teachers helped me on how to respect and adopt their language and even their beliefs that likely differ from on what we believe in laguna. I was lucky then because I met so many kind and soft hearted, understanding, loving classmates and also is my friends. They are my very fist group friends that I have here in the province that I will not forget and always have a place here in my brain but also in my heart.
The friends that’s always there if you need a shoulder to lean on and to cry on to, gives you an embrace when you feel cold and lonely, a hand and feet to hold and to guide me everything, an ear and eyes that see and listen to your happy and sad moments, problems and sees the right or wrong, and a heart that can understand, and love me for what I am and respect on what I am doing or not and respect me for what I am saying sometimes true and understand what I can do or not.
Those are my friends from first semester up to my second semester that I will never ever forget even when I’m not see each other or if we go a distance. Friend that will always be a part of my evolving life. Thanks from the bottom of my heart .I miss all of you, my first group friends. I miss all our funny memories, our parties, our gala, our group dates, our bonding, I miss them all, our sometimes called quarrels in making decisions. Hope and I wish, if I could rewind the times, I will do it just to feel again the first feeling that I feel….
My college student life story began when my cousin helped me and assists me on how to be qualified to enter here in Hercor, I was so shy , nervous and scared. All of people and students here is very unfamiliar to me, even the way they move and most of all the way they speak. Until it start my first day of my study. I remember that my first day I was so awkward to communicate or ask to someone to help me or to guide me because I know that they will be surprised why they so called “tagalog” doing here in the province and its just right
I search my section and my designated room to the bulletin board and next I search my room. I was so shock when I see my classmates, they were all quiet, simple and understanding, and finally when someone makes some noice of laughter filled once silent room. Until then, my classmates and also my teachers helped me on how to respect and adopt their language and even their beliefs that likely differ from on what we believe in laguna. I was lucky then because I met so many kind and soft hearted, understanding, loving classmates and also is my friends. They are my very fist group friends that I have here in the province that I will not forget and always have a place here in my brain but also in my heart.
The friends that’s always there if you need a shoulder to lean on and to cry on to, gives you an embrace when you feel cold and lonely, a hand and feet to hold and to guide me everything, an ear and eyes that see and listen to your happy and sad moments, problems and sees the right or wrong, and a heart that can understand, and love me for what I am and respect on what I am doing or not and respect me for what I am saying sometimes true and understand what I can do or not.
Those are my friends from first semester up to my second semester that I will never ever forget even when I’m not see each other or if we go a distance. Friend that will always be a part of my evolving life. Thanks from the bottom of my heart .I miss all of you, my first group friends. I miss all our funny memories, our parties, our gala, our group dates, our bonding, I miss them all, our sometimes called quarrels in making decisions. Hope and I wish, if I could rewind the times, I will do it just to feel again the first feeling that I feel….
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