It's already dismissal, a tiring day
again. There are lots of school works and projects, especially the research.
All third year students in our school is recquired to pass an approve research
title for our clearance. While fixing my
things, two of my classmates approach me:
Dannah: Noreen do you already have the research plan with
you?
Noreen: Not yet, do we need that already?
Chrisea: I don't think so, Ma'am Ruby told me that we can
still pass our research plan by next week.
Noreen: Dannah we don't need it yet.
Dannah: No, not that. What I'm trying to say is the one that
we should pass to our research adviser.
Noreen and Chrisea: Ahh.
Noreen: When do we need to pass those?
Dannah: Ma'am told me that we should pass the research plan
this week so we can still revise it.
Chrisea: Ahh, sure. We can make it later I think.
Noreen: Maybe, but we better go to Ma'am to be sure.
Dannah: Let's go.
We went to
the fourth year building to look for our research coordinator but she's not
there. We also went to the other building to look if our research adviser is
there but she's also not. We just all go to the waiting shed near our school
and wait for a tricycle.
Noreen: It's too late already.
Dannah: What time is it?
Chrisea: Wait I'll ask there.
Chrisea went to a friend of her, then she go back to us.
Chrisea: She said it's already 5:50
Dannah: Yah, it's late already.
After awhile a tricycle arrived so we already go home.
Blog 3.2
Noreen S. Ortiz
III-Oxygen
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