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Ano nga ba?
It’s been 2 weeks since my first day in my new school. A school where everyone is a stranger. A school where people recognized faces but not yours. When people knew you’re a transferee, they can’t resist not asking what school I came from. I can’t remember how many times I was asked. And the next question will follow, the one I’ve been wishing I can avoid, “Bakit ka lumipat?”. I actually feel awkward and uneasy every time I had to think why I chose to transfer. Maybe because I know that the excuses I’ve been giving is to convince myself and not the others. Though the answer I’ve been giving is really true, I feel like it’s too low for me to make a big decision out if it. This are the only possible reasons I can think of, just choose and think what ever in those are my real reasons:
- I don’t like the campus.
- I don’t like the system.
- I don’t like the people.
- I don’t like my classmates.
- I don’t like my professors.
- I’m not contented.
- I’m not happy.
- I feel incomplete.
- The school is boring.
- I always feel tired.
- I’m avoiding someone.
- I’m not learning.
- I want to experience transferring school.
- I don’t feel the gush of excitement every time I come to school.
- There’s no handsome in the school.
Lewl on the last part. Haha. Kidding aside. Like I’ve said, choose whatever you like. It doesn’t matter anymore.
But I don’t regret transferring. I’m happy now. Even if most of the time I’m alone. Even if I have to exert more efforts in my studies because I can’t depend on my classmate, which is most of them are still strange to me. Even if I don’t have a permanent group of friends (because in my 9 subjects I’ve been joining 5 sections: 1AMC, 2AMC, 2BMC, 3AMC, 3BBE). It’s really hard to be irregular. But do you know what’s good with this school? There’s so many place you can hang-out and people wouldn’t care whatever you do. There’s a snack bar, canteen , library (where I see some people eating, chatting and this I know isn’t new, sleeping. Literally. For G’s sake, it’s a library! Gahhhh. It’s really hilarious!), and side tables at football field . I noticed that students here have so much freedom. When students use cellphones during class, the professor will just say ‘keep those cellphones’-- in a very unconvincing voice. And if you do that again, they’ll just say their line again until you reach the nth time, unlike in other school when professors caught you twice your cellphones will be confiscated? In San Beda, they will just act like nothing happen. But students here are still responsible and not boastful. Unlike those schools that give too much restriction, their students tend to more wild and uncontrollable.
Since most of my classes are with the freshmen, everyone’s been talking about their first day. How college life is really different with high school days, etc. Mine’s different, “How your new school?” All I can say right now is: I’m having fun, I’m happy, I’m contented.
So do not worry about tomorrow; for tomorrow will care for itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own. - Matthew 6:34 |
Well, what I’ve written now was a plain observation for my first 2 weeks stay in San Beda. It’s still too early to make judgments and I still have 2 years and 9 months anyway. And hopefully, no more extensions.
6/23/2010
HELLO PALTOS!
I never thought na mag kakaroon parin ako ng patlos. Ughhh. I've been wearning high heels and stilettos with 3-4 inches for 4 years now. Samantalang yung pang school shoes ko nga ngaun e wala pang two inches. Grr.
6/20/2010
Freshmen ka. Ano ngayon?
Hindi ba dapat kapag sinabing ganitong oras, dapat andun ka na? or kung hindi man magsabi ka naman na malalate ka? or hindi ka pala pwede? For G’s sake, college na siya. Alam ko freshmen lang siya, pero sinong dapat mag adjust? KAMI? o sige hindi na lang sa pagiging freshmen nya, pero diba, mali parin??? And she made me wait for 40 minutes buti nalang at nag tanong na ako kung anong oras nya balak mag online, at dun nya lang sinabi na matatagalan pa. So is she planning to make me wait for a much longer time? or is she planning to test my patience? Grabe, BV.
6/12/2010
Orientation Day
LATE POST.
4.45 AM. Super aga ko nagising kasi 7.00 ang call time. Ayos dito, ayos dun. hindi na nga ako super nag ayos kasi baka ma late ako. But WTF. Nakasakay ako ng shuttle ng 5.45 AM(may shuttle station kasi sa isa sa mga streets ng Main Street ng subdivision namin na papuntang Taft-Lawton. Sorry kung magulo. Haha. =D). 3 palang ang tao. Hintay, hintay, hintay... Tinggin sa relo. Hintay, hintay, hintay.... What to know what time umalis yung shuttle? 6.30! grabe, 30 mins. na lang time na namin, first day palang late na, san ka pa? syempre nakakahiya kahit wala pa akong kilala at Orientation Day palang, nandun ang mga higher batch to watch and observe. Ano na lang sasabihin nila samin? VIP? Buti na lang wala pang traffic, at smooth sailing ang byahe. 20 mins. lang nasa Manila na kami. Lumipad? Hindi, magaling lang talaga si Kuya Driver. Pero gosh, ang scary nya mag drive kasi kung saan-saan lumulusot. Pero pasalamat na rin ako. Bumaba ako sa likod ng SM Manila, mag lalakad pa. Bago sasakay ulit ng jeep na papunta sa kantong 1 block away pa sa San Bada. Buti na lang ung jeep na nasakyan ko papuno na nung pag dating ko kundi patay na talaga ako. Lakad nanaman. Super Haggard! Pag dating ko sa San Beda, dito ako nagulat, at natuwa? There are people drumming, may mga cater tables, foods, and foods. =D Luckily hindi pa mag sstart kasi meron pa rin mga hindi dumadating. Kay nakipag usap muna ako sa katabi ko. And her name is Yvon. Chicka-chicka. Daldal dito, daldal dun. ^.^
8.00 AM. Nag start ang Mass. My First Mass in San Beda College.
9.30 AM-4.00PM. Orientation, Ceremony, Film Showing, Campus Tour, etc... Buong araw ganun lang ang ginawa namin. Idagdag pa ang mainit na panahon. Buti na lang at mababait naman ang mga Bedista nakatatanda, maganda ang mga program, at makikita mo talaga yung effort nila sa pag welcome sa mga baguhan.
Minsan napapa isip ako. Bakit nga ba ako napadpad dito?
6/09/2010
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