Remembering MakSci.

Ah, boredom. I was just siesta-ing, when I thought of posting again here. And for some reason, the first thing that came into my head was (blood) MakSci. That godforsaken school that housed me for 2 years. Haha. Stay tuned, as I remember it.

I remember my first day in MakSci. There were 2 people speaking onstage, the principal and the guidance counselor. Though I already forgot what they talked about, I remember seeing my Grade 7 classmate DA, whom I now call Marshall, for the reason that we need cool-ass codenames. We talked all day, and that's all I remember. I do remember this guy called Thad, who is now my bro, Ted, he was talking to his Don Bosco bros Matthew, and Joshua. Yeah, I still see them.

Well, that's really all I remember in the first day.

Well, the school had many flaws. Haha. Srsly. I don't wanna enumerate them, since I might cause trouble. So here are the good things.

That school taught me how to be resourceful. I mean, how could have I imagined when I was in CSA that I would be going out of school to do so many things? I learned to do things by myself, without the aid of my parents. Yes, and it gave out stipends, and that was the best part. I also learned to commute because of it. Before I went there, I didn't even know WTH a jeep was. But after, I learned a lot about commuting. Taxis are expensive, you know.

I met my band there, Spitshine. We were awesome.

You know what, I'll end there. I'm in a mental block right now. Sorry. Suckiest blog post ever.