Of the
hundreds of days you spent inside a University – all sort: good or bad, lucky
or inopportune, inspiring or discouraging, bloody or extremely well darn bloody and
everything in between, there’s always that ONE day which brings much frolic to
your senses you couldn’t prolong to contain it anymore.
So you smiled and smiled again as that day was doubled.
There’s no wonder what the label of that doubled ONE day was as a gush of ardent wind wrapped you tightly while you ushered yourself inside the university ground. You just then knew the meaning of grandeur simply by swiveling your eyes to any horizontal distance around you. Mobs of gossiping students matched in organizational shirts below each livid faces were in front of you and were cascaded with floats of various kinds typifying every course your highly competent and prestigious college has. On your right was a crowd of loudmouthed people blabbing with their mic’s on about the recently going on hustles and bustles. A colossal five-story building stood right at your left which fosters bright-minded jacks and geeks who were starting off a hell out of fun to rock hard with the incoming games, competitions, shows and performances. The sight alone made you want to get your net phone on and tweet about how excited you were only to know it was currently trending on, er, not on twitter but at least, on the local buzz.
Behold, ‘twas the time to be jolly as the point has just been marked to commence the king of all festivals in USEP – the PaCEkatan 2011!
After you had yourself hearing impaired from the cheers and claps, you walked and passed active scenarios. You imagined of filming a music video with a rolling camera focused on you, lost in a rapid flood of people. Suddenly, a bulb was lit inside your head along with the occurrence of a certain question that deeply bothered you.
What would you be, an active partaker of the events in the mentioned fest or just a passive onlooker?
You weighed critical thoughts. No doubt it’s great fun to feel free as a viewer of the events and leave the rest of the tiring stuffs to buckle with the working committee’s belt but the real fun lies when you let yourself in and lend a helping hand like there’s no other way to live but to help, seriously. Besides, everybody wants to be a part something, especially when that something produces an upshot worth the helping and even a literal hand, seriously again.
So you made up your mind to offer yourself to the volunteering team but so it seemed that all others decoded your conclusion and rushed on selling themselves to be a part of the team too, earlier than you though. Cheers to that as you got yourself a fresh cold slushy all over your head after being hailed loser like on Glee.
The camera lights went off and that was the time that you took your senses back from its reverie and pinned reality hard on your mind.
Then you saw a bunch of familiar faces, united on working out with something. The similarity of the scene with your imagination was overwhelming.