It’s been two weeks.
Two weeks since I entered the place I dread the most.
Well that was a bit dramatic, but forgive me for exaggerating things because I am soooo tired. This second week, the teachers started to discuss some lessons, giving schoolworks and assignments to do. Some discussions are fun, some are just so boring I could drool for an hour.
But yeah something fun happened last Thursday, we had Binyag Arriba, wherein we were ‘baptized’ by a firetruck hose. We were jumping like we’re at a water rave, chanting ‘oi’ over and over 😂
And that resulted to me having a cold and a pained body. 😥