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9May/083

Will I be Able to Survive? =]

BITTERNESS> =]

I didn't made it to diliman and manila. So, i just opt for studying in University of the Philippines Los Banos. I filed my reconsideration request. I find it very easy to be reconsidered for admission, because Los Banos accepts reconsideration for students who got 2.8 or better in UPCAT.

But then, I didn't know, that the course I choose to be reconsidered requires interview and written examination. I chose Bachelor of Arts in Communication Arts. I would have chosen Bachelor of Science in Biology, because it does not require interview and written examination provided that your science in UPG is 75 or better.

I really want Economics. Unfortunately, i can't be reconsidered because i got low UPG in Mathematics. arg. x!x

This are the requirements in certain courses. (reconsideration)
Course LANGUAGE. READING. MATH. SCIENCE. addt'l req.

BSECO          70               70            80       70
BACA           80               80            60       60           interview&exams
BSBIO           70              70              70       75

MINE 94 94 78 96

I meet BSBIO's and BACA's requirement. But not what I want, I really want Economics, I know that since elementary, math is my waterloo, but i really want economics, though economics is a math-related subject.

I wiill study Law so, I decided that i would take CA instead of BIO since CA is somewhat related to the subjects required in taking up Bachelor of Law.

I attended the interview. There are 10 candidates for reconsideration, two will be accepted or at least, the top performing students in the interview and the written exams. I went to the College of Arts and Science Annex ! bldg. and went inside the Department of Humanities at the second floor. It's hot inside and it looks like the typical UP rooms, old, not well-painted and somewhat not pleasing to the eyes. I saw their line of awards. I saw their list of award-winning professors.

"ARGUELLES"

I went inside the Chairman's office. Old and creepy but cold. I saw their air conditioning machine, it's very weird and it's very strange to my eyes. The dean told me to sit down.

"Introduce yourself"

"I am Cleve Arguelles, i graduated from Manila Science High School"
He began to make face and change his mood. He interupt and told me this bitterness.

"So, you are from Manila Science. That is a science high school. This is the home for the students who love the arts. This is not a room for those who want to check the chemicals, to compute the infinities or even those who want to disect frogs. This is BA Communication Arts, I DON'T THINK A STUDENT FROM A SCIENCE HIGH SCHOOL CAN SURVIVE IN THE ARTS FIELD. We don't want students to use BACA as a back door for shifting to other courses after a year. We are very serious about this course, this is not easy as you science high school students may think. This is not about the formulas or other equations. This is about passion. I believe your school has strong electives in the sciences and math but not in the arts. I graduated from Ateneo, I tried to enter MaSci, but they didn't let me in. I don't think MaSci has the right to do that to me, I graduated with honors, I can't think of a reason na hindi nila ako tinanggap. I just don't know why, I believe I answered the exam correctly because it was easy. But too much of that, tell me more about your school." ( this is not exact but its precise. )

"Sir, our school demands a great knowledge in the math and sciences field but the school also caters the need for the arts. We have speech and theater arts, reading and writing enrichment, and technical writing. I have read UPLB's Comm. Arts also focus on the need for the development of ultra-bilingual students. Our school offers Niponggo and last year, French, to students. So, I don't see any problem, in case, I got in, in this course. And besides, I really love Communication Arts and I believe this course fits me well."

The assistant chairman began asking personal questions.

"How many girlfriends do you have now? Five or six?"

"I do belive that is very personal, ma'am, but on the second thought, would you like to help me count?

Both of us laughed. Another shot of question from the chairman.

"So, I guess I have to ask you this question, What kind of personality do you have?"

I answered brief descriptions of who I am, what I feel, and the kind of persons that I want.
He then instructed me to go to a certain room. He handed me a legal-size bond paper and insturcted me to write a five-paragraph essay on why will they accept me as a BA Communication Arts student.

He reminded me, "I want everything written there foreign in my ears, I don't want words that I understand. Be sure that reading your essay would make me use my dictionary. If not, I'd rather throw that in the bin.Essays that I read are nosebleeding. Can you make me one?"

I smiled.

xxx
BITTER.
haha!

(some things written here especially the conversation part is not exact. but i think it's precise. lols.)

mirror post in my multiply account.

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5Apr/080

COMMENCEMENT

Isang lalaki ang nakatayo sa kawalan. Madilim. At walang katapusan ang kadiliman. Pinagpatuloy niya na lamang ang paglalakad sa lagusang madilim. Napagod. Humiga. Hinayaan niya na ang kanyang katawan ay mailatag sa malamig na sahig. Pagkatapos ng ilang sandaling pagkadilat at pagtingin sa kawalan, nakatulog na ito na nakatitig sa kawalan.

Apat na taon ang lumipas ng muling magising mula sa pagkatulog ang lalaki. Madaming nangyari sa kanyang isipan. Apat na taong siyang nananiginip. Panaginip tungkol sa mga kaibigan, tungkol sa kanyang minahal, tungkol sa isang mataas na gusali na puno ng mga taong magkakapareho ang suot. Ang panaginip niya ay naging masaya, nakarating sya sa iba't-ibang lugar kasama ang iba't-ibang tao.

Pagkagising ng lalaki ay nagulat siya. Sapagkat ang kanyang nilalakarang lagusan na walang lagusan ay nagkaroon na ng bagong mga labasan. Apat na pinto ang kanyang nakita sa dulo ng lagusan. Apat na magkakaiba ng kulay at magkakaiba ng anyo. Ibinaling niya muna ang kanyang antensyon sa papel na hawak niya sa kanyang kaliwang kamay. Ito ay isang puting papel .. nakasulat ang malaking letra ng DIPLOMA.

Pagkatapos ng maikling oras na pagsisiyasat sa papel .. muli niyang tinignan ang mga pinto sa dulo ng lagusan. Nilapitan niya ang isang pinto. Kulay itim ang pinto. Lumapit muli siya. Iba pala ang kulay ng pinto, "gray" pala. Ang pinto ay luma na at hindi na kagandahan, ngunit ang hawakan nito ay nababalot ng liwanag kaya hindi gaanong napapansin ang kalumaan ng pinto.

Pumunta siya sa ikalawang pinto. Dilaw ang kulay nito. Dilaw na may itim na mahahabang guhit bilang disenyo sa pinta. May nakapinta ring tigre sa gitna at mukhang bago ang pinto. Maganda ang pagkakagawa sa pinto ngunit halata na tinakpan lang ng bagong pagpipinta ang lumang pinto. Hindi siya natuwa roon kaya pumunta siya sa ikatlo.

Ang ikatlong pinto ay kulay berde. Berde na may puting kahalo bilang palamuti sa pinto. Isang lalaking may hawak ng pana ang nakadisenyo sa pinto. Kakaiba ang ikatlong pinto na nakita ng lalaki sapagkat makabago at gawa sa bakal ito. Walang hawakan dahil may nakalagay na laser sensor sa gitna. Papasok na sana siya sa pintong ito ngunit nakita niya ang huling pinto.

Ang huling pinto ay simple. Kulay "maroon" ito, luma, gawa sa kahoy, ngunit may nakalagay na salita bilang disenyo. Ang kinabukasan ay nasa pintong ito.

Saan kaya dapat pumasok?

This article reflects my life on MaSci. I am like a man walking on an endless tunnel but still hoping that the tunnel will end. I am very fortunate that i already reached the end of the tunnel. I am now an alumnus of Manila Science High School. I just thought MaSci will just be a dream. But still, my life is not yet complete. I still have to walk on another tunnel. Join me and be my companion. Where shall I go? What door shall i open? PLM.UST.DLSU.UP

Sorry for my bad writing skills. Someone commented that I got a bad writing skills. I am very sorry for that.

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4Mar/080

RANDOM topics about my SCHOOL life

I was very disappointed to myself that I was late today. There's nothing new. "It is very typical." as Evette said.

My disappointment was not just about plainly being late. We have our dancing class in the first period and mind you, we have a practical test in social dances. I was not able to dance with my supposed to-be group mates. Before that, I arrived at exactly 7:55 at the school, but of course, the super lunatic teachers of MaSci do not care about the things that you will miss if they will hold you on the lobby and waste your time writing an explanation why are you late.

I was so angry by that time because letters were no use, they were just stored in the guidance office for nothing. Oh, I miss that. The papers were stored so that at the end of the classes, the counselor will be able to earn too much money form the recycling shop. Another thing, I always write the same reason and I bet everybody there, wrote an overused reason.

I was not able to attend my practical test because, yeah, I was held up for being late. For those teachers who held me in the lobby, get a life!

Surprisingly, I was able to convinced my teacher to let me do the dance solo on the stage. Yes, my dear, solo! I danced in the stage, with a partner of course, with the whole "madlang people" watching us. It was so embarrassing.

DISAPPOINTED. EMBARRASSED.

What else happened today?

THE GRAD SONG rehearsals.

We sang the whole day. My throat is o used that I can't drink something cold. It was something, I don't really want because I am not good at it. And the music teacher always find something wrong. Grr, what an idiot! WE have to sing the national anthem with the so-called four voices arrangement. Imagine, the whole batch singing in four voices, can't it be in unison? what's the difference? Arggg. WE also have to sing the Alma Mater song, the Awit ng Maynila and the ridiculously NCR HYMN. OMG!

[don't mind the grammar errors, I am in a hurry]

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4Mar/081

Administration’s Lunacy

I am very disappointed to the administration of my school. It does no good for the students to behave the right way. I mean, they are always saying the wrong things that we do, but they don't say the right things that we have to do.

If you happen to don't know my school, (ahh. who knows?) I study in Mania Science High School. (stop the admiration, dude!)

Later this day, we were called by the principal for a meeting. It was the whole graduating batch who was called for a meeting. Of course, the meeting was done after the test. Without further ado, the meeting suddenly started. The curriculum chair for fourth years was in the front and she was ranting about how good our batch was.

"Attitudes are good, we don't have problems, we have so much achievements BUT..dadada..."

So, here's where the wicked fairy enters. She will curse the king and the queen, she will give a not-so-difficult riddle so that the curse will disappear. (ahh. Enough for the fantasies)

Back to what I am saying, here's where the BUT enters. She started scolding us for our bad behaviors. And she told us that she was shocked about the fourth years in the JS prom. We were so wild and we were doing things that are not-so-good for their effing eyes. The teachers saw us that some students were kissing, that some partners are dancing so closely. She emphatically told us that these things are not done by everybody. They were only few but they must not be neglected. As she said, "Kapag may bulok, kahit isa lang, bulok na lahat." Then suddenly, her eyes turned watery. I am not affected because I am your teacher or because I am a part of this institution. I am affected because I am also a mother, I have a daughter and I don't know that young ones were doing these things today. I was so hurt that I killed myself using a fork. I stabbed myself until I bore too much hole in my body and it is starting to spill out half of my blood. Ahh. I was so irritated the way she talked. I was busy making faces and making fun of her that I don't know what happened next.

So, I just made myself a little conclusion.

Aww, she died.

[no offense] [MaScians, do not let the admin visit my blog]

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