Second Sem, First Day (freshie days)

Ayun, simula na naman ng bagong semestre. Tapos na ang isang buwang sem break. Kainis. Bitin.
Sa totoo lang ayaw ko pang pumasok nun, parang ngayon. (winter break na patapos na) Ewan ko ba, hindi ako ganun ka-excited pumasok. Siguro kasi iiwanan ko na uli ang dapat iwanan… TV, books, manga. Higit sa lahat eh mawawala na uli ako sa comfort zone.
The day before the semester opened, Mum left me in the dorm… ALONE. Wala pa si KP kasi the next, next day pa siya.
The next morning, pasukan na. Maaga ako gumising para unahan ang mga kapwa ko tenants sa boarding house (actually, boarding house talaga siya, since mas maikling sabihin ang dorm, e dorm na lang. It’s a lame excuse i know.) Then, off to go!
Same building, same floor. Nagpunta na ako sa CS 406. Okay, as expected, maaga ako nakarating, together with early birds. May kaunting hindi kakilala, siguro dalawa sila and the rest were my classmates last sem. Syempre kumustahan portion.
Out of 40 students, 14 lang ang nakapag-enroll sa block CE101. Out of 10 biological girls(I need to say biological. Pardon me.), only 4 made it.

Tas dumating na ang mga guro… Okay naman ang mga prof ko. Kaso ung isa kong prof, nagbabalik. Ung subject pa namang iyon eh ang pinakamababa ko. Ang isa sa mga subjects na masinsinan kong nire-review ngunit patapon ang grado nung hayskul: Filipino. Haha!

Tas ang pinakaayaw ko sa unang araw ng pasukan e nangyari na naman. Iyon e ang CLASS INTRODUCTION. For goodness sake, college na kami! Hindi elementary! Sa English namin unang ginawa iyon. Ayon sa aming propesor, nararapat lamang na extemporaneous (not impromptu, kasi she gave us the details of what to say) ang aming sasabihin. Tas ayun, me dapat pa raw sabihin na “motto.” (Reminds me of Wowowee)
Me, panicked, for I couldn’t think of one though I had bunch of those in my notebook. My friend gave me one. He saved me! Haha! I actually screwed introducing myself. It’s evident, they laughed! What did I say? Some punks! Noong time naman ng Filipino, ang prof namin e sabi sa aming block e kami raw ang “survivors” sa kanyang subject which is true. Maraming bagsak dun sa Filipino! Lucky me I didn’t fail!

At doon nagtatapos ang first day ng second sem ko sa paaralan.

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Enrollment (1st yr-2nd sem)

Enrollment.. I never thought this would be that lethargic.

First thing in the morning (about 4:30AM) I had to do my “usual” morning rituals: eat, drink coffee, bathe, wear clothes, and walk more than one-fourth of a kilometer.
Mula sa Nueva Ecija, nag-travel kami to Manila for three hours. Napansin ko, mula Arayat palang eh marami nang nag-aabang ng bus papuntang Manila. Kaya ayun, siksikan sa bus.
Mga 8 na kami nakarating doon sa Monumento, Caloocan. Sabi ko sa Mama ko, mag-jeep na lang kami kasi siksikan sa LRT. Pero sabi ng mama ko, matagal raw roon dahil trapik. Thus we ended up riding on LRT.

Eto na nga ba ang kinatatkutan ko eh. RUSH HOUR! Isa iyan sa mga dapat MONG iwasan. It’s lethal I’m telling ya. Kaya para maiwasan iyan eh kailangan mong sumakay ng maaga, as in! Iyong mga alas sais pa lang eh nasa loob ng tren ka na.
This ride was as bad as I’d experience during rush hour rides on MRT.
As we waited, MARAMI ng tao, kahit doon sa female area na supposed to be konti lang. Pero ewan ko ba kaung bakit pero doon kami sa may halong mga lalaki nasakay. Bad trip.
Pagkapasok namin, feeling mo parang nasa kalagitnaan ka ng stampede. Tulak dito, tulak roon, tulak sa kabilang tren. Grabe, walang patawad, kahit uugod-ugod ka na or buntis ka. Tsk. Filipino nga naman, oo. (Pero ako rin ganun, takot ma-late.)
Para kaming pinagsama-samang palito ng posporo sa kaha. Mula Monumento Station, ganon na ang sitwasyon namin. Langya, sa UN Avenue pa kami! About 11 stations (not accurate, hehe) away pa kami! Ang pwesto ko ngayon eh sa dulo ng tren, hindi iyong nasa tabi ng tsuper. Basta somewhere roon. Sa harap ko, may mama (as in iyong grown-up man) na nakaupo. Sa tabi ko e me woman about her forties. Since siksikan talaga as in at tulakan to the max, napapakapit ako sa ale at iniiwasan mabagsak sa mama sa harapan ko. Di bale ng mabagsak ako sa ale wag lang run sa mama! Tsk! Iyong puri ko ano? (Guys might not know this “puri” thing. But for girls, it is really important!) Bawat istasyon na mahintuan namin eh me pilit na nagpapasukang mga tao. At kada me pumapasok eh nagi-incline ako ng about 5-10 degrees papunta sa lalaking nasa harap ko. Aish. Daig ko pa ang Leaning Tower of Pisa sa Italy. Mahigpit rin ang kapit ko sa post katabi ng pinto. Ansakit na ng purlicue ko.
After several miserable minutes, nakarating rin kami sa UN Avenue. It’s like I was freed from a can of sardines. At least hindi ako amoy sardinas. Haha!

Pagkapasok ko ng walkway ng AdU, napansin ko, puro sila nakaPANTALON!!! Eh ako po’y naka-shorts lamang. (Bat ako naka-shorts? Mainit eh. Haha! Mahirap pang labhan ang pantalon. Mahihirapan Mama ko.) Sa kabutihan palad, nakalusot ako sa guard. Nang mga oras ring iyon eh nagaganap ang entrance exams… reminds me of the days and of pencil boy. (FYI, si pencil boy eh iyong lalaking katabi ko nung entrance exams na soooobrang makakalimutin, nanghiram siya ng lapis sa akin. Nakalimutan niya rina ang TESTING PERMIT niya! Kung ano pa ang pinakamahalaga! Pero sinauli niya sa akin ang lapis ko na hiniram ko pa kay Karlo na kaibigan ko pero hindi ko isinauli sa kanya. Ang gulo ano? Haha!)

Pagpunta ko ng OZ 203, tapat ng Civil Engineering Department. Nandun ang ilan sa mga classmate ko. Kukuhain ko sana ang semestral grades ko. At doon nakasalalay kung magiging scholar ako o hindi.
Classmate 1: Ba’t naka-shorts ka? (Her face was surprised. Bawal kasi ang shorts sa campus. Ayun ang nakalimutan ko!)
Me: Mainit eh.
Classmate 2: Bayaran mo muna iyong tuition. Kami na bahala sa pagkuha ng grades mo.
Me:(tinanggal ang ID at binigay sa isa pang classmate) Salamat!

Sa ground floor ng CS Building kung saan naka-locate ang Finance Department at ang Registrar’s Office, maraming tao, as in. Pero since mautak ang nanay ko, sa Admissions kami nagbayad. Doon mabilis, aircon pa.
Tas dumeretso na ako sa OZ 203. After one hour (tagal ano? Pero iyong mga blockmate ko? 7AM pa lang, nag-aantay na sila.) nakuha ko na ang grades ko! Nikakabahan aku! Paano kasi, iyong scholarship na sagot sa aming kaginhawaan. (PhP 15,000 lang naman ang kaltas pag 50%. PhP30k pag full. Pero siyempre, depende sa course mo.) Pagkatingin ko sa grades ko, YAHOO!!! Pede na akong maging 50% scholar! (Matindi talaga ang pangangailangan namin sa datung. Haha!)

Sunod e iyong pag-enroll naman sa block section. Syempre Block 101 uli ano? Humingi kami ng booklet or checklist sa officers ng dept namin. Sabi nila wala so dumiretso na lang kami sa dept namin. Doon sa head ng dept namin (hindi sa dean), hiningan kami ng sinasabing booklet. Mahalaga raw iyon kasi raw doon na iyong permanent record ng grades namin. Patay.
Noong sinabi namin ang sitwasyon. Pina-rush agad naman ni Head ang pagpapa-print ng booklet na yon sa President namin. Kawawa si Pressy (President). Mahahalata mo sa kanya na natataranta at napapahiya na siya. Tsk. Kahit iyong Head Prof namin eh natataranta na rin. Antagal namin siguro roon bago kami in-enroll sa block namin. Haha!

Sunod e ang pagkuha ng Assessment Form o iyong schedule namin. Punta uli kami sa Ground Flr ng CS Building, na maraming tao. Ayos, medyo kakaunti iyong tao roon sa pinilahan namin. Pagdating sa amin, sabi ng Student Assistant (SA) na waley pa raw iyong assessment namin. HIndi pa raw nae-encode. Putik! GUTOM NA KAMI!!!
Pagkatapos kumain, balik uli kami sa pagpila sa Window 1 ng Grd Flr, CS Building. Noong ako na, may sumingit na lalaki. Muntik na nga magkaroon ng away roon dahil doon eh. Pero wapakels ako ng mga oras na iyon talaga. Bahala na.
Sa kabutihang palad, nakuha ko na ang pogi kong assessment form.

Isang apply na lang, uuwi na kami!
Dumeretso kami sa OSAS or Office of Student Affairs for Scholarship. Sa kabilang building pa. I didn’t wanna miss the chance, really. Pagdating namin doon, sabi ng karatula sa pinto: PROCEED TO YOUR WINDOW COURSE.
Kaya ayun, bumalik kami sa CS. Pila na naman. Tch! Tas humingi ang SA ng checklist. Patay. Pero sinabi ko ang nangyari kaya pinalipat ako sa kabilang window kaya pila uli. Shoot.
Sabi ng SA sa kabilang window na iyon, pagkatingin niya ng pogi kong final grades, “Classmate, may 2.25 ka. Sorry. Dapat flat 2 ang lowest mo.”
OH NOOO!!! Grabe, na-drain ang energy ko dahil roon. Promise!
My hopes shattered in an instant. Sinumpa ko na naman ang Filipino at Theology pansamantala.

Lesson: Wag magpa-petiks-petiks, MAG-ARAL kahit sabihin pa nilang UNCOOL or “aral ka ng aral ah. Sipag!” ng mga kaklase mo!

UAAP Season 73 (Sept. 12, 2010)

Cheerdance Competition, it is something to look forward to every intramurals. When I was in high school, my friends and I used to go to school early to reserve seats on the staircase to the third floor library. We were prohibited to watch on the rooftop. That part of the event was always blockbuster.

I was lucky to be one of the enthusiasts to watch such an event as big as University Athletic Association of the Philippines. The week before, I invited my beloved friends from high school who studied in Manila to watch UAAP Cheerdance Competition live at Araneta “Colishum” (instead of Coliseum. Man, i love poking fun at this! Haha!). Only one responded, that was KP.

Six days before the said event, I went to the PE Dept. to buy tickets. But my PE prof said it was available on Wednesday. Then Wednesday came. But our prof said it was SOLD-OUT! But we said even general admission tickets were fine. Then our prof sold us those “hidden” tickets.

The event came. I came from Nueva Ecija that time. I waited for KP at the Tayuman Station (LRT). After several minutes, KP came. Antagal niya as always! Haha!

Then we went to Araneta early, however the crowd told us we’re late! I peeked on the tickets’ prices. Wow! They were more than twice the original price! I’m telling ya, even the rich Atenistas and La Sallites bought General Admission tickets!

UAAP Cheer Dance Competition 2010 Ticket

Ang pogi kong ticket. Kahit mura iyan, sold-out iyan!

As we entered, blood came rushing through my veins! I was that excited that time! The General Admissions corridor is much different from the usual corridor. You couldn’t see food stalls there. *sighs*

We entered the first entrance we saw. Whoa! We barely saw anything! It was full of Tomasians (UST students)! Then we went to the second one, it was full of La Sallites! Then the third, it was full of Peyups (UP)! The view was kinda okay. We saw some of the court. We heard that on the next one, the views were fine. So we went there. We had no idea it was the AdU’s spot! Haha!

Even though I’m an Adamsonian, I went there to watch the phenomenal UST’s piece. They have the legendary Salinggawi Dance Troupe!!! (FEU was the champion last year.) So, we cheered for “uste”, as we fondly call it.

University of the East (UE) Pep Squad started. Followed by (not in chronological order though, I forgot, sorry) the 2009 1st runner-up, Ateneo de Manila University (ADMU) Blue Babble Battalion, De La Salle University (DLSU) Animo Squad, University of Santo Tomas (UST) Salinggawi Dance Troupe, Far Eastern University (FEU) Cheering Squad, University of the Philippines (UP) Pep Squad, Adamson University (AdU) Pep Squad, and National University (NU) Pep Squad.

The Salinggawi Dance Troupe’s routine was breathtaking! Their uniform’s cute! Even their props were. I barely blinked an eye! I love it! So much! For you to agree with me, watch this:

FEU’s routine was another one. But I prefer USTe’s hehe.

UP’s oriental-inspired routine was–wow! Still, USTe pa rin! Haha!

At the end, the results were:

UAAP Cheerdance Competition 2010 Results:
Champion: University of the Philippines (UP) Pep Squad
1st runner-up: The Far Eastern University (FEU) Cheering Squad
2nd runner-up: University of Santo Tomas (UST) Salinggawi Dance Troupe
Samsung Stunner Award: Nikka de Dios(DLSU)

(source: http://teampilipinas.info/2010/09/uaap-cheerdance-competition-2010-kicks.html)

What an exhilarating experience! I love it! SOOO MUCH though USTe didn’t win! I’m looking forward to next year!

UAAP Season 73 (Sept. 4, 2010)

(Yet again, another reaction paper for midterm grades… Good thing we have this, or else I’m dead. Haha!)

On September 24, 2010, for the first time in my life, I traveled alone to Araneta Coliseum through jeepney and MRT. (I brought Konkon with me every time I watch there. Too bad I couldn’t have Kon-chan. :() When I set foot on Farmer’s Plaza (Cubao, Quezon City) and searching for the way to Araneta, I got lost. The mall served as a labyrinth to me. When I finally got out, I was relieved to see my classmates at the entrance of the Big Dome.

uaap ticket

Buti hindi na sinira ng admission guy. Haha!


Just like what we did the last time, we sat on at the upper box-b near the thunderous drum beats of the DLSU (Animo, La Salle!) since we sat near them.

The La Sallites really were rich! They rival the wealth of Atenistas! (Or they were much richer) They occupied three-fourths of the Patron Box (the front seats) and the upper box-a (to those who were out of tickets)! They scarcely seated on the upper box-b in contrast of the UE students and us.

We started the first game of University of the East Red Warriors and De La Salle University Green Archers. I cheered for La Salle for I feel like it. No reason at all. Hehe. But when my classmate explained to me why we should cheer for UE, I commenced to do it so, albeit we seated next to the Archers. Hehe. My classmetes felt like annoying the reserved Archers. They keep on shouting purposely, “UE!!! Galingan niyo!!!” or “Go UE!!!” La Sallites looked at us every time we did so. They didn’t cheered for them, maybe they were but silently. They were really reserved! Calm and reserved, just like what a true heir of a large company behaves. If La Sallites were to win, they would tie our standing, and we didn’t want that to happen. Fortunately, UE won.

This was what we’re waiting for, the second game, of course, of our beloved alma mater, Adamson University Soaring Falcons versus National University Bulldogs.

Every time our team scored, we cheered on the top of our lungs that strained my voice box! I barely sat on my seat as I watched painstakingly. I, together with my fellow Adamsonians, were so full of energy cheering for them. We were really nervous as the fourth quarter came. It was a close fight, so close that no one could predict who would win and who wouldn’t.

My heart thumped as the last seconds of the game approached hoping that our team scores. Unfortunately, Bulldogs scored three points as our team’s defense shattered.

National University Bulldogs won over Adamson University Soaring Falcons with a score of 62-59. We were all depressed and disappointed of the outcome of the game.

God was still with us for we are still enthroned to the third place of the Final Four (1st-FEU, 2nd-ADMU, 4th-DLSU). I do hope and pray for our team to win this season.

UAAP Season 73 (Aug. 5, 2010)

(This is originally my reaction paper for Physical Education as a requirement for preliminary grade. And since I forgot my supposed-to-be-draft, here I am, thinking of what happened on that day. Here it goes:)

As a student of Adamson University, I was lucky to watch University Athletic Association of the Philippines (UAAP) Season 73 at Araneta Coliseum. And that’s my favorite part.

UAAP Season 73 Ticket

This ticket was kinda ruined by the careless officer in the gate!


As I, together with my classmates, set foot to Araneta Colishum (that’s how my prof in PE pronounces “Coliseum”), I saw only two colors, blue (AdU) and red (UE).

Well the first game was of AdU Soaring Falcons and UE Red Warriors; the second game was of ADMU Blue Eagles and UP Fighting Maroons, anyway.

As we entered the Coliseum, the roaring students overwhelmed me. Men, they’re cheering on the top of their lungs! Not to mention the earsplitting drumbeats of, of course, drummers of each team. Whoa! I felt like joining them.

We seated on the upper box-b near the thunderous beats of their drums. Yeah, it was deafening at first, but when you got used to it, it’s not blaring anymore. Trust me. 🙂

I noticed that both schools gave their all in cheering, for they were both answering each other’s cheers. Say, it was like a debate or Balagtasan. When my classmates started yelling, (yes, yelling, as in cheering or better yet, shouting) I started to yell on the top of my lungs.

Since I was kind of snob during my first months, (yes, I WAS, I’m inept to crowds or strangers. I think I’m demophobic.) I didn’t talk to them that much. But because of the overwhelming cheering crowds, I was at ease and yelled on the top of my lungs, liver and intestines until I ran out of voice! I rested for a while for the game wasn’t starting yet.

Then the game started. AdU scored 2-points first! Yay! Every time AdU scores or our player held the ball, I could’t help but yell, scream, and shout! Men, I never felt this ecstatic before for a basketball game, really.

AdU won, of course, with a score of — *I forgot, sorry. Hehe*

After the game, both schools sang their respective school hymns. I proudly sang Adamson Hymn, head held high!

After that was ADMU, my favorite, and UP’s turn. I noticed, since I was next to Atenistas, that most of them occupied the front seats which were prone to “accidents” like ball hitting an audience or two. Something like that.
Man, I could feel the difference between our statuses! If I were to be a scholar in Ateneo or La Salle, I’m sure, my life’s going to be like Boys over Flowers without F4 (though I hope there was). I’m in my threadbare backpack, they are in their Louie Vuitton bags. I eat my “baon” or budget meal worth the cheapest price in canteen or outside the campus, they eat French cuisine that I never heard of.
While I was in my PE uniform, the Atenistas were in their signature or branded “civilian” clothes. That’s reality, peep. I was out-of-place! So hierarchy exists?

With that thought, I turned to the UP’s side just in front of us “Atenistas”. Oh, they weren’t that supportive of their team. There were approximately less than one-fourth of the upper box-b “cheering” for their players. And of course, they were scattered, most were occupying upper box-b.

Then, before the first half ended, I went around the circular corridor. And then, I saw the Ateneo Souvenirs Stall. I saw T-shirts, caps, and other keepsakes for a high-price (for me). And I saw a key chain of it for only PhP60!!! Gosh! I wanted it badly! But then, I was in a state wherein I was outta cash! Unlucky me!

It’s already getting rush hour! The horror! The horror! Although it was already the horrifying rush hour, I boarded that stupid train… And as expected, I was sandwiched between workers and students. Poor me. 😦

But the best part was I got a souvenir!!! Haha! Aside form the ticket that was partly ruined by the officer, of course! (but I want the ADMU one!)

Tara, Commute Tayo (pt 2)

Wala akong sense of direction minsan.. Isa iyon sa weakness ek-ek ko na hindi ko talaga weakness. Haha!
Since bago (uli) ako dito sa Manila, hindi ko alam ang mag-commute bbukod sa jeep-LRT-MRT route na ginagawa ko daily.
But then, there was this blockmate of mine named Eunice. She’s from Taguig and fortunately, she knew how to commute by means, of jeepney! And as a miser, I found it economical! Yay! If I were to do the first route that I previously knew, here’s the calculation:
Jeep – P6 (in reality, P9 iyon. Hehe. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not hoarding the money. Estudyante ako kaya ganun!)
MRT – P11
LRT – P15
Total – P32

Noong mag-jeep lang kami, naglakad lang kami ni Eunice simula AdU hanggang Philippine Christian University! Lupet, approximately 1 kilometer iyon! Haha! At least, naka-save ako ng P6!
Nang makarating na kami, finally sa terminal, nananakit na ang mga paa ko. Awts talaga. Amoy di maintindihan na siguro ako noon dahil sa init. Haha! Worth it naman kasi simula Paco hanggang Guadalupe naman e. In total, P17 lang ang gastos!

Noong Aghast August, wala na kasi talaga akong tungchi (money) noon. Nakaltasan kasi ang baon ko sa di malamang dahilan, pareho siguro kaming walang tungchi. Haha! Simula Guadalupe, sumakay ako ng papuntang Paco-Taft. Ang alam ko kasi ganun iyon. Like I said, I had no sense of direction that time, kaya tumabi ako kay kuya driver. Kinakabahan talaga ako kasi, hindi familiar ung daan! Tas sabi ng drayber na nasa Paco na kami, obviously, wala pa kami sa Taft… Doon na ako nagtanong sa drayber noon.
Me: Kuya, saan po ba iyong Taft?
D: Ah, doon pa iyon. Malayo pa tayo.
Me: Sige po, salamat.
(after a few minutes)
D: Taft na, ineng. Lakad ka lang ng diretso diyan.
Me: Salamat po!

Muntik na akong maligaw, syempre. Savior ko ang drayber at ang LRT na nakita ko sa highway. haha!

Walang kwenta na naman. haha!

what i expect about college

I know this is a lil late to talk about this. Sa totoo lang, I am (or rather was) expecting about what would be my life like in college. The day before the big day (first day of school), we went to Market-Market and I stumbled across a big book sale. There, I discovered a book. it simply suits me, it is entitled “Confessions of a College Freshman” by Zach Arrington. It was wittingly written by him. Of course may pagka-Bob Ong element siya.

I expect a lot of things from college. Since isa akong Civil Engineering student, I expect there would be a lot of guys there. I can’t get along with them that much. Pero dahil may konting-konting (mabibilang lang sa isa sa mga kamay mo) kaibigan akong lalaki, pero syempre, abno iyon like me. Syempre hindi mawawala ang pag-expect na may wafu sa classmates namin. Malas mo kung wala kung babae ka, ano KP? (At iyon nga ang nangyari sa akin. Hindi naman ako naghahanap ng boyfriend eh. Haha! Os na rin, para makapag-concentrate.) I also expect na aircon ang mga kwarto roon. (At iyon nga ang nangyari, meron!) At dahil may aircon, masarap matulog. At dahil sipunin ako, sinisipon nga ako dahil sa lamig. Haha! (Twing umaga, nakakatulog ako dahil sa aircon, gigisingin na lang ako ng katabi ko pag me klase na. Haha!) At dahil malayo ang bahay ko sa school at nage-MRT at LRT at naglalakad pa akong malayo, papayat ako. At dahil medyo malaki ang baon ko, makakabili ako ng kung anu-anong mga chorva sa mundo. Haha!

AND I do hope magkaroon ako ng pals doon. Syempre iyong mga babae. As in straight. Pero pede rin ang mga kasama sa La Federacion. Haha! (And ayun nga ang nangyari, meron nga, it includes three or four males, straight silang lahat, alang kasama sa federacion!)

Noong bisperas ng first day, I was real nervous (British accent, chorva!) about what would happen to me. What if I couldn’t make friends? What if they were to bully me? What if I got lost? What if someone were to court me? (ang huling tanong ay wag nang intindihin, kaabnormalan lang iyon ng author, pasensya na. Toot!)

I am an attractive young lady… to mosquitoes. I discovered that on the night before the first day. (off-topic!)

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