I am finally enrolled. I've been a lot of hopelessness, but now-it's over. Thank God. His so merciful and full of grace. God is so good. I'm just glad that it's finally over. I've been so stressed/depressed.
Just when I finished enlisting my name in my section's master list, I saw Ate Kath, Mike and Dave. We chat a little and talked about SERG. As we do, I smelled Dave's scent. I sniffed him and said "Ang bango". He moved back a little and took something. It's the cologne he used. I don't remember the name, perhaps I just can't pronounce it right, but it starts with letter P and ends with letter S. He sprayed it three times on me. Gosh! I can smell myself!
Ate Kath saw Dave's GB cards/pics. She took 'Ban' and decided to keep it herself. Dave told her no. I, on the other hand, took Dave's scarf. To make the story short...when Dave took the scarf, I told Ate Kath to keep the pic and give it not to Dave.
To make a long story short, Dave and me went behind the campus to have lunch. It's his treat. Hmm...my brother's getting good. He used to ask us to treat him but now seems different. We ate in a carenderia at Pamantasan Street. We saw three of my classmates; Jeric, Melanie and Ms. Chemistry (I forgot her name).
As we finished eating our lunch, we left. We saw Fidel and Jay buying burgers-I guess. I waved at them to greet.
Dave kept on telling me or should I say 'asking me' to lend him the book I'm reading-THE LAST NAZI. He was fascinated by it. If only I could lend him, but I can't. I've just borrowed it. I told him that
I'll bring a book and lend it to him. He agreed.
As we kept walking, I can't take off my mind the fact that I can smell myself. He told me it's ok. Anyway, I can do nothing about it. Tsk...silly brother.