Bader Malabes and Kish Co The Green Archers Cholo Villanueva
Jvee Casio OJ Cua
Bader Malabes and Kish Co The Green Archers Cholo Villanueva
Jvee Casio OJ Cua
I'm Back! After how many months, I'm back. There are so many things that happened. Some of them are happy moments, while some aren't so happy moments. Honestly, I miss sharing my thoughts here in blogger, and I'm so glad because I can share some of my thoughts here again.
Being a Lasallian makes me feel so good. Life in college may be hard for there are so many paper works, but the stress could be gone because there are people who make them go away. I thought that I wouldn't survive in the university because it is a new place for me, knowing that I grew up from the province. I thought that the people there are sophisticated, classy, and so urban-minded. Maybe, for some, that thinking of mine applies. But not all people from La Salle are like that, trust me. Actually, most of the people whom I met are all friendly and nice. They never let me feel that I'm an outcast or a loner. They always let me feel that I belong. =) I'm very thankful that I have known them...and I believe that they are the ones whom I can go to whenever something bothers me.
I think, I'm already adjusted in the new world where I belong. Perhaps, there are still some who just know someone when they need something, but like what Ate Nina said, it's natural. Ang tamang pakikisama at pag-iintindi lang ang tamang solusyon sa problema na 'yan. It's not only in schools where you can find those kinds of people, but everywhere you go. Hindi sila maiiwasan.
And before I end this entry, it is really sad to hear that someone will soon be leaving, or rather, already left, our school. I may not be close to that person, but I would like to say thank you for a simple greeting that he gave me (even if he doesn't know my name and he knows me by face..haha). Perhaps, you are leaving for good. I hope that you'll enjoy your stay there, and hopefully, when you come back and see us again, you'll be able to know me, not by my face nor by being a friend of someone dear to me, but by name (that sounds like demanding..haha). And, last but not the least, when that time comes, I hope that I can share my tostillas with you again. =)
I didn't have a "I-feel-good-ta-na-na-na-nan" feeling this week. My sore throat was gone, then a very bad cold came, and very bad cough followed, then my sore throat returned. Because of them, my whole week wasn't that happy.
Right now, I'm at home. I'm supposed to finish my survey questions for our "mini-thesis" in Englcom. Unfortunately, I don't feel well. On the other hand, I'm quite fortunate as well because I'm at home. I can rest. I need rest. Haha.
Okay, that's all for today. I have a lot to do tomorrow. I'll go back to school for our NSTP. Wish me luck, and I hope that my "slight fever" will not push through. Our midterms are next week. Huhu. Good night! =)
*By the way, I didn't see Enchong Dee in school today. Sad. Haha. Anyway, I hope to see him in school soon. Haha.*
Since the start of the first day of school, I've been thinking about a lot of things. I have so many reflective thinkings that sometimes, they drive me nuts. There are times that I feel confused, and then I end up breaking down into tears. I know I shouldn't be acting like this, but I can't help it. Well, I guess it's normal for a student like me who stays in a dorm and living away from the family. Honestly, I'm not that really adjusted...yet. I always anticipate the coming of Friday afternoon because it is the day when Auntie Lucy comes to the dorm to fetch me. On the other hand, my hyper-activeness becomes lesser when Monday comes. It's not because it is Monday, if you know what I mean. I don't like Mondays that much because it means leaving away from home again.
My parents and Auntie Lucy never fail to tell me, every week, that I would be adjusted someday. I just look at them. Then I begin to "propose" my plan about going "uwian". We always have "mini-conferences" about it. They give me their point and I give them mine. It is like a game. I always lose and they always win.
Anyway, it is God's will, right? He knows what's best for me. He has good reasons why He gave me the chance to study in La Salle and to stay in a dorm. Although, I'm still feeling homesick, I would accept the reality. I should be thankful for that. Who knows, maybe someday, I could be adjusted (I really hope so) or maybe my whole eternal "uwian" plan/wish would come true. Oh well, I'll just keep my fingers crossed. Have a blessed day!!!
Isang linggo na rin ang nakalipas simula nang mag-umpisa ang unang araw ng pasukan sa La Salle. Dahil ako ay nagmula sa isang paaralan na puro kababaihan ang mga mag-aaral, ako ay naninibago sa bagong lugar na aking kinabibilangan ngayon. Marami- rami na rin akong nakikilalang mga bagong kaibigan at marahil, sila ay madaragdagan pa sa paglipas ng panahon.
Isang napakalaking pagbabago para sa akin ang pagpasok sa buhay kolehiyo. Ito ay masaya ngunit mahirap. Masaya dahil tulad ng sinabi ko, maraming mga kaibigan ang makikilala, ngunit mahirap din dahil kailangang magsikap ng mabuti sa pag-aaral.
Ang buhay kolehiyo ay tulad ng pag-akyat sa isang napakataas na hagdan. Kung hindi mo ito aakyatin, hindi ka makakarating sa iyong pupuntahan.
My blockmates and I were at the library, located at the second floor of Andrew Building, studying for child foundation. Then suddenly, we realized that we only had 20 minutes left before the child foundation class. We stopped and waited for the elevator. Since the elevator had many students when it opened, we had no choice but to climb up the stairs from second floor to seventeenth floor. It was exhausting! All of us felt that our "pata" (legs in short...hahaha) hurt. Fortunately, we arrived on time, but didn't have the opportunity to drink even water because Sir Lem already entered the room. And then, he announced that there was no quiz at all. Whew!
I opened my e-mail a while ago and was surprised to see my cousins' e-mails for me. I e-mailed them last week to spread my so-called "good news". I promised them to keep in touch through e-mail because we're "oceans apart". Anyway, I was so happy that we get to share about ourselves even just through e-mails. That was the wonder of modern technology.
Anyway, I didn't update my blog to write about e-mails and the wonders of modern technology. I wanted to write something about my dream--- my La Salle dream. It came true.
Not passing my first choice in La Salle was one of the greatest and most sad moments of my life. I may sound exaggerated, but it was true. I cried the whole night when I learned that I didn't pass my first choice (biology), although I expected it. As far as my memory was concerned, I guessed almost all the questions on the test paper because I was totally unprepared, thanks to Milenyo, the killer typhoon. However, I passed my third choice which was early childhood education so it was okay. Hooray!
I texted everyone to spread the "good news". They all said they were happy for me because I got accepted. They even said, "Sabi sa iyo eh, kaya mo 'yan". I made it, and I did it...but this wouldn't be possible without them and God. They gave me the inspiration to be strong. They helped me. And I thanked them. I mean it.
Since La Salle is trimester, I only have few days left to enjoy my vacation. This coming May, I would be busy running back and forth to Taft to enroll, to have my medical and dental check-up, to have my Id picture taken and to attend my two-day orientation. In three weeks or four, I would be moving to my dorm and on May 23, it will be the start of our classes. It makes me feel sad, but it also makes me feel good because my La Salle dream has come true.
Like what Audrey said, "Ate Dana, LASALISTA ka na!". Oh yeah!
Three weeks have passed since our graduation. All of us were afraid, my classmates and me. Yes, we were afraid to let go of each other. We were afraid to face the reality that we may not see each other next school year. We loved and respected each other. We liked each other's company. We cried of course. Although we were afraid to say good-bye that day, we were also brave enough to go one step further...one step further towards our goals and dreams.
Four days have passed too, since Mikee left for States. Well, she's one of my beloved cousin/niece. I miss her, really. It's sad and painful to say good bye to her, but we need to move on, right? Maybe, we are ocean's apart now, but I'm still grateful because we still have communication. I can still feel her presence, even if she's very far away.
Good-bye St.Scho, good-bye classmates, good-bye friends, good-bye teachers, good-bye highschool life...