strange brew

i freaked out last night after seeing that only 6 and 12 slots were left for the two required finance classes. for a moment, i thought, fuck, who stole thos slots for me? considering my bad number, i knew i wouldn't make it. and yeah, that freaked me out, too. that stupid random number. i don't think this is the time that i needed that bad random number. i couldve had that last year or two years ago. at least not this sem. i feel like with that, i have big chances of having a fucked up schedule. argh, i can't believe that school hasn't started yet and stress is already bugging me! for goodness sake, i don't need that for the moment. or maybe i don't need that ever. if only it could stay away for years. anyway, i had to call the secretary this morning to ask about the slots for those two classes. fortunately, i was told that i was already pre-enlisted. ha, slots assured. now, i can breathe with relief.

the other day, as i was eating at the canteen, a guy doing the sign language caught my attention. for a moment, i didn't know what he was doing. i can't seem to remember what was going on in my head. yet after some time, seeing that he hadn't stopped, i thought he was a mentally ill man, and i wondered what was he doing here? i mean he was doing the thing endlessly and didn't have anybody to 'talk' to. it went on for a little over 10 minutes. so who wouldn't think the same way? *shrugs* on the table to his right, there were two ladies just looking at what he was doing. i thought that perhaps they were just as curious as i was. maybe what he was doing was interesting or rather, WEIRD enough to call the our attention. but just when i thought those two ladies were with me, i was surprised to have found out that instead, they were with him. yes, they were also deaf mute. one of the two did some of the thing. perhaps she was just trying to mimic him. again, i was wrong. the three of them started 'talking'. fear got into me. this would be mean but i thought: ...... nevermind. i'd rather not spill. i just got so uneasy. honestly, i thought the guy was insane. i know, i know. the correlation between doing sign language and insanity doesn't quite appear. but the vague connection i found really was there!

on the other side of the canteen though, the one in front, there was like a bible session. interesting, i thought. then behind me, the side you see upon entering the canteen, i saw a talk being held. something about fire/ fire prevention. isn't it quite inappropriate for this time of the year to talk about such a thing? rainy season has just begun and look at them, talking about preventing fire.

seeing those three things made me realize that there were also some strange happenings at citibank. strange, maybe not in the truest sense of the word, but somehow, strange enough for me.