50 Things to Blog About

The idea of having a 3-month vacation due to the academic calendar shift in our university excited me at first, because it is only fair enough for me to get a compensation from my “barely no sleep” semester that happened before summer. I’m not even exaggerating. But now that I’m in the middle of this looong vacation, I’m starting to realize that having a long vacation from writing might affect my academics when I get back on school. I admit that I got weary with writing (particularly because Journalism… and tons of requirements) but I’m not complaining because I think writing is not a chore.

So starting today, inspired by this blog post, I’m going to write something to enhance my crappy writing skills and to prevent mental weariness from writing.

DAY ONE: That thing that happened in high school that pretty much changed your life forever

 Applying for UPCAT.

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When I was in third year high school I still had no plans of what course to take in college. All I wanted then was that course should not have anything to do with Math or numbers in particular– a decision greatly influenced by Geometry and Statistics that I was taking up at that moment. But what’s worse is that I was so clueless where and what university should I apply for, because I knew that decision were out of my hands. Although I can still remember my mom mentioning a few years back that she wanted me to take Nursing in UST because it was an in demand course at that time. 

I remember my classmates preparing requirements for the UPCAT. Still clueless, I just watched them prepare and talk about it. I didn’t know that it was one of the most-awaited college admission test in the country. I don’t even know why I didn’t know what UP was, but I remember it was something taught to us related to Thomasites in Sibika in gradeschool. Little did I know UP wasn’t just a university; It was the university.

I forgot who convinced me to join them to prepare the requirements but I’m 100% sure it wasn’t me who initiated to apply for it as I was so clueless with life at that time. (And my indolence with tasks like that is a cogent evidence). I remember how my dad would always get annoyed with my futility w/ regards to passing requirements for a college entrance exam that he asked our guidance counselor to help me with it. Haha.

Back to the UPCAT, I joined my classmates in passing requirements and finally going to UPLB to take the UPCAT. Was so nervous I wanted to puke right before I entered the room. I was one of the early birds (What was I thinking?? I was only from Calamba) and we were there at 5 in the morning. We had breakfast in McDo but I wasn’t able to eat a lot (because nervousnesssssss). When I took the exam, there were some familiar faces at the university — some were my classmates in my former school, some I competed with at a quiz bee. Went to see my classmates who likewise took the exam and got home. Also, during the exam, I tripped on a barrier at the restroom and some parents witnessed my idiocy. Wanted to disappear and never go back to the room again. (What a perfect time to let everyone witness your stupidity, Tin!!!!)

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I also remember that there was a student who brought about 30 pcs of Mongol pencils. WHAT. IN THE WORLD. WAS SHE. THINKING.

When I reached a particular sub test, I got hungry and ate my snacks. And I continued to answer the test. Hours had passed and finally, the excruciating exam has ended. I admit it was kind of easier compared to my assessment test in Brain Train (which I failed by the way) but right then and there, when I finished the test, I knew I wasn’t going to pass. I was sure of that.

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Told it to my parents so that they wouldn’t get upset if ever I didn’t get in. There was a second option: apply for another university. So I did. 

One early morning after a few months from the painful UPCAT and right before my mom woke me up to go to school, I received a text message from my preschool best friend that I passed the holy UPCAT. Didn’t want to believe it because I was pretty sure I wouldn’t. But I did. Results were really out as it came from the news, and my parents saw it on the computer that fateful day. I clearly remember that my name was on the list! When I got to school, people were congratulating me and what I liked about it was that those teachers who thought I wouldn’t pass the exam saw it in their faces. I FUCKING DID IT, I SAID TO MYSELF. I did not say that, actually. But I should’ve said that.

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It was such a happy moment. If I didn’t join my friends to pass requirements for the UPCAT, I wouldn’t have passed the exam. I wouldn’t be studying in such a great place called Baguio City. I wouldn’t have had great college friends, orgs, and I wouldn’t have had learned to be independent. I wouldn’t have had known someone who taught me how to handle things maturely. I wouldn’t have had done things I thought was too impossible for a fearful girl like me. 

At times, I admit I want to transfer to another university, because I feel inferior in UP. But now I’m starting to realize that maybe I’m not in this university to feel superior and rank higher against anybody in the school. I’m here to learn, and I’m here to make myself ready when the time comes that I need to make wise decisions on my own. Only 3 years in this university and I’m learning a lot, not only through academics, but through surviving life away from my family. 

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