
I almost got myself unregistered because of that. If not for the declaration of half day work yesterday, my chances of going to SM MOA for that purpose would have been nil. And mind you, I felt like a ping-pong ball being tossed by the guards when I asked for directions to the satellite registration center. I was already worried then as it was almost 5pm and I knew the registration center would be open only up to 6pm that day. Alas, when I found the place, the door was already closed as they only accommodated a maximum number of 800 registrants. I was advised to come back early the following day. I asked how early, and the lady guard answered that there was already a queue as early as 4am. What?! And to make matters worse, the giving out of priority numbers starts at 830am, while the processing commences at 9am. Que horror!

While I was staring at the signages, a man approached me and asked if I would want to register. When I said yes, he then gave me a piece of paper, which says "357". I realized it was a priority number! He then advised me to immediately go inside the center and do my thing. So, I flashed the paper at the guard and he then let me in. Inside, the line was looooong! I wanted to back out as I remember the traumatic experience I went through when I registered in Taguig six (6) years ago. I just held on knowing that this would be my only chance..