MSU - Freshmen's first trip to MSU

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I've passed the MSU SASE, it was under the Baccalaureate category and I thought I was scholar then. My sisters who were both graduate from this school convinced me to study on their beloved Alma-Mater.

After thorough study and careful analogy and the convincing power of my ate’s. I finally decided to try MSU.

Shoooot I go!

Packed my favorite shirts and pants. Brought with me my 2 pairs of shoes, including my new old school converse shoes- Gift from my papa. And to my excitement I almost forgot to bring my SASE result- Yay! At last I'm all set! I've got 2 bags full of my belonging and of course my Php2, 500 pocket money. It was the largest sum of money I'd got that time- so innocent.

We got in to the Rural Transit bus (the official bus of an MSUan) at around 7am, not sure how long the ride will take me to the Promised Land. Hay! On the way to MSU (Pagadian to ILigan, Iligan to MSU) had been so tiring-sweating, squezzy moment. Never thought that my ride Iligan to MSU is a little more different than any ride in my life.

At the terminal people are starting to talk like meranao, jeepney barker is talking in a meranao accent, ladies are all wrapped up. Each passenger student had their 1 to 4 bags on their side. The atmosphere was so different. At 4pm in the Tambo terminal (please correct the old terminal name), Jeepnies were suddenly gone. Making all students go into panic. No single jeepnies were available, sigh... I’m giving-up already! Suddenly, one not so far from where I was standing, -an old but not so new jeep just came in and all passengers on standby were all ramping up on the jeep.

Alas! I was so quick to get in, got the 3 seats reserved, one for me and two of my sisters. But got no space of our bags. So we had to put it on our legs and knees. No later than 5mins the jeep was all packed- packed like a "Young Town's Sardines." Wheeew! That was fast. Can't imagine how difficult it was. Asked my sister how much was the fare was and was told 20.00 pesos only. One pretty looking Maranao lady seating at the farthest end of the jeep was shouting at someone - I don’t care, can’t understand what she was talking, can’t even turn my body to check what it was. Suddenly everyone is complaining, to our surprise the driver or the collector, I don’t who it was, was asking for 40 pesos fare. Huh! Not fair! 100% price up. Grrrrrrh! Unacceptable for a student who only had Php2, 500 on his pocket! I still have to spend this money for my tuition, board and lodging and all those good stuff I needed. We can only complain but the jeep won’t go if we don’t pay the 100% price up. Haaarsh- clever.

My tummy starts to ache. Hmmm... Skies getting darker and its starting to rain! Can't breathe much. Everything was so so so tight. “Hey driver let's go already”! Shouted to one of the passenger. Not less than an hour-off we go to the Promised Land. The hoodlum looking Driver - long beard, dark complexion, short, savvied mustache, with one big brown mole on the left part of the nose (guess who?) dropped us for a while in gasoline station; I can’t get out of the jeep to stretch my legs and back. After a while we head to our way to Marawi - the Islamic city of the Philippines. I was already thinking of good possible thing in MSU. How my life could be. Night life, shopping’s, good food, and all. But! Naahh, forget it. It's the other way around. Never thought I was on the other part of the Philippines.

Though tight and squezzy, everybody took an opportunity to take a nap and rest. Now the scrambling and irritated passengers are all if not in sigh... Suddenly, after all the quick turns from here and there, the reckless driver squeezed the foot break! Squeaked! Everybody was awakened and all got the attention of a check-point. "Lahat nang mga lalaki baba!" What? I can’t even move my leg and now we have to move out. Grrrrrhh! "para sa security lang po ito lahat". It was the Philippine Military. Ok were still able to manage to move out and back in the jeep... At least I was able to stretch my back and move my knees for a quick minute.

Not far away, another check point! Again? Everybody complaining. This time it’s no longer the Philippine Army but to my surprise, it was the MILF. Scared and shaky. We are all asked to come out of the jeep. "Pra sa security lang po, Lahat nang mga lalaki baba!" Is this really for real? Ok if this is just normal, then fine. If you would count there were like 10-15 check points, but luckily not all required us to move out of the jeep. My sister told me that we are almost there because of the banners anywhere. She said it’s also called the Banners and streamer capital of the Philippines. It was right and justified since almost all the corners of the street streamers and banners of all kinds and to your surprise it’s all in neon colors.

The air is now cool and of course you can really compare the humidity in ILIGAN city. Almost there! Marawi city dito lang, the not so good looking driver said. Naks! No one dropped off the jeep. All are for MSU campus.

At last! Welcome to the world of MSU- Marawi main campus. Got a quick turn on the campus. King Faisal was the first college on the road. followed by the Forestry and the rest.

Got off from the jeep and walked for a while again bringing with me my bags. I've noticed my legs are shaking maybe because of the long-squeeze trip. My converse shoes looks like ukay2x already. Off we go to Adiong Apartment. D4 it was!!!

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