Day 4: The Day you left home

I’m a constant traveller. I like going to places.  But I never dreamt of that—it just happens. Maybe I’m blessed with a great aunt and uncle who pay for my trips abroad, or maybe I’m blessed with parents who let me explore places I’ve never been to—even if that would mean that I have to leave home. Maybe, it’s because of the mole on my feet, which, according to hearsays, represents the desire for travel. When I was younger my mom already told me about this, and I’ve heard this also on a certain show on TV although I’m not sure if this has scientific basis. Probably none.

Thinking about travelling again makes me miss Hong Kong, Boston, China and Macau. 😦

Anyway, I never really left home for good—yet. I still go back home on semester breaks or during Christmas breaks. However, going to college would definitely be the longest period of time I’m away from home. As you know (probably not), I’m from Laguna – located in Southern part of Luzon, Philippines but I’m going to a university in Baguio (UP Baguio) located in the Cordillera Administrative Region (CAR) of the Northern Philippines. Don’t ask me why I chose to study in Baguio because I also don’t know the answer—yet.

With that having said, I left home for college. I passed BA Communication in UP Baguio and my parents wanted me to go to UP. Don’t ask me why I did not go to UP Los Baños instead because I don’t know why either. Hahahaha.

Leaving home was hard! I had to do everything on my own – from laundry to cooking to waking up without my mother screaming at me to preparing for school.

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We had a helper before that helped do all that at home, but now that I have to do it all by myself, it was horribly hard. A few days after my parents left me for college, I got homesick. I cried because I missed them so much. I didn’t have a laptop at that time yet, so it was just me and my phone. Good thing I had the best roommates for college and they helped me with that. I enjoyed my first year of college!

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But the very day I left home – I was so anxious.

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I couldn’t exactly remember what time it was nighttime. For the last time, I queued blog posts on tumblr (very dedicated blogger???) on our desktop PC because I didn’t have a laptop then yet. I stared at our house for long because I’m not sure when will I ever see it again. I went to my best friend’s house to bid goodbye and gave her my used books. I was still scared. I don’t know if I’m ever gonna survive college.

Fast forward to 2014, I believe leaving home was one of the best decisions I’ve ever made. Leaving home meant away from comfort – which also meant an opportunity to seek for adventures I didn’t even wish for. It was the time I didn’t know I could do a lot of things. It was that time I learned there was a whole new life waiting for me in that city. I will never regret that decision. It was that time I proved myself that everything I wanted was on the other side of fear.

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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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There’s no ‘I’ in trust, but there’s ‘I’ in believe… as well as in shit.

Just a few weeks ago, my brain was busy performing death-defying stunts by searching for lost words and lost concentration for my papers in my Journalism 101 class. Believe me, I had writer’s block since I had to do papers for a subject this semester. I literally ran out of words to use and essay formats to begin with and so the effect was, I was unable to produce a good outcome. I don’t consider doing my articles the night before the deadline as cramming, and in fact, I, a professional crammer, believe that cramming produces better outcomes. If I may say so.

We had to do 4 major papers for the class: 1 news writing, 1 campus news writing, 1 feature writing (includes proofreading), and 1 personality profile, (which includes the layouting).

If it seems easy to all of you, then… okay. I might just be the dumbest person alive.

It was freaking hard! We had to conduct a survey which tested our confidence and alertness while interviewing random people. It also tested patience (when people don’t want to be interviewed huhuhu ) or (when people divert the topic to a whole new world of irrelevance). I admit, I was on the verge of thinking if I really was meant for this course.

I just did what I had to, but to my surprise, I got a good score. Although my draft had a better score than my edited work (how can I be so stupid?), it turns out, I think I’m good to go.

Not before we had to do another news-writing exercise. This time, no more drafts. I was kinda hopeless while I was doing the article because I was panicking that I may have the same article with my other classmate because I am a freak and I like excessive freaking. Turns out I did well. Praise the Lord, and the other gods and goddesses who supported me with this article. ☺☺☺

The next article we had to submit was a feature article. This challenged me so much because I wasn’t able to accumulate information from first hand accounts, which led me to consulting the internet to whatever info I might be able to get. It was a great miracle to find a website containing their info, and I expounded on them through my article. I thought that I might get a poor score with this because honestly, I don’t have a wide range of vocabulary for me to consult from. I’m not a fan of flowery words, and I only use simple words that are really simple that even a kindergarten student might make fun of me. Aside from that, I was late for class and the deadline was 7:15 am sharp. And in that moment, I swear I was dead. Holy shit. I woke up at 8 am that day, to think that I had to pass my edited article by 7 am. I was never late for a class. And no, I was never a delinquent student. I never planned to be absent for a subject. I never planned not to submit an article. I was your goody-goody student. But then, fuck bad luck. Fuck bad luck that I edited my article beforehand, yet I forgot to mention the things needed to include with the article. Shit, I said. Hoping that my instructor would not shout at me in front of my classmates, I carefully walked through the room and apologized for submitting late. Good thing, she wasn’t mad. Or maybe she knew I hadn’t taken a bath yet. Lol.

But then, I got a good score. Not that high, but better from what I expected. So much better. To think that I submitted late, that I fucked up while interviewing, wasn’t able to capture a decent photo for my article, and the worst photo caption dumbest error committed by yours truly, I barely even had the hopes of myself getting a 3.0 for this course.

The last article was a personality profile. I lost all hope I had for being a professional student because I had an on the spot interview for my subject. So the story goes like this: I had set an interview we both agreed upon the week after I gave him my request letter. I asked him if I could take a photo of him teaching inside the combative room. He agreed, and I appeared. LATE. No, there wasn’t a scheduled time but I wanted to capture shots while he’s already teaching, so that there’d be no awkward moments. Turns out it was their last day, and they were already leaving when I arrived. So instead, I just took some photos of them while taking the exams. I’m such a fool.

And then dun dun dun dun, my interviewee asked if I could do the interview after his class. Without thinking twice, I said yes. Without even thinking. I didn’t have my questions with me, nor my recorder was charged, and everything was a disaster, I thought to myself. I had to do it, so that I’d have time for myself to edit my work. It turned out okay, because my questions weren’t sourced from the net, but from what he was telling me. By his answers, I was able to formulate a question, without having to skip topics and return after.

While I was doing my article, I admit I had a very, very, very, hard time. I couldn’t think of how to elaborate the facts I got from my interviewee. I was afraid I might not be able to produce a good article. I was MORE AFRAID that I might not get my facts explained in 3 pages-maximum.

In the end, I got a high grade, really. Hahahahaha I can’t believe my luck!

So what’s my point, you ask?

Nothing, I just had to blog something I’m happy and proud of. 🙂

But really, there’s no ‘I’ in trust. I had trust issues since college and I never really trust anyone or anything since then. (except with that april fools google nose shit. I trusted you, google!!!) What’s nice is that there’s an ‘I’ in believe. As long as you believe in yourself that something might turn out well amidst all these circumstances, there’s hope. Sure, you don’t trust yourself that much because of the past decisions you made that you now regret, but there’s no harm in trying. Sure, there are lots of shit in the world, but don’t let them get in your way. Don’t let the shits you’ve accumulated control your life. The problems will vanish by itself, we don’t need to bury them inside our hearts.

So when you think you don’t have the guts to excel in your chosen field, think again. In one way or another, you will.

What to do this Summer!

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Aside from exercising your ass out in bed with the laptop in front of you and your other hand grabbing some potato chips, why not try these ten tips to make your summer more memorable?

Pardon my nonexistent photoshop skills, but I think it’s time for us to make a change in our lives especially that we’re getting older; no one wants a lame life flashback when everything ends, do you? Here are some of my lame explanations for the typography I just confessed I made for you guys:

1. Exercise! A little stretching and jogging won’t hurt, right? Why not take 15 minutes of your oh so precious life and take time to stretch those limbs up! Aside from the fact that it’s free (unless you would want to enroll on fitness training whatever you call them), it would make you healthy! Trust me, I’m an engineer! (wait, wut?)

2. Read. Nah, you don’t have to read a 35,647-page novel and just end up dying! Everything is a must-read, I tell you. Those advertisements on the streets? Read up and see what you might find out. Newspapers, books, bible, and even leaflets can help enhance your critical thinking skills (that is if there are).

3. SLEEP. Now’s the time to take a good zzzzzz from all those sleepless nights you had because of studying (really?) last semester. Sleep early, no one would even bother to call you up late at night to hang out, I’m pretty sure.

4. Vote! Aside from exercising your limbs, exercise your right to vote! Make sure you’re at least 18 years of age and are registered into your local barangays for you to vote. Vote for someone deserving, stop voting the corrupt politician, it will help you and your community as well.

5. Laugh! This is the easiest way to be happy this summer. Let that smile radiate from your body and inspire others to smile too! Read a good joke book. Watch a comedy movie. Look at your face in the mirror. See? You just laughed!

6. Inspire. Inspire others to do good deeds this summer! Going to church? Why don’t you ask your friends or family to join you? Want to join a fun run? Bring your classmates along! Tag someone along with the good deeds you want to do and you’ll both enjoy life. Again, trust me, I’m an engineer.

7. Spend. And when I say spend, it doesn’t necessarily mean that you have to withdraw from your atm card for you to shop. Well maybe you can, but spend time, not money. Spend time with your old friends, catch up on each others lives! Spend time with your sibs and parents, these things make good memories for you to remember some time in the future.

8. Love. Love is in the air this summer for most people, why not join the bandwagon? Don’t have a partner? Love your dog instead! Don’t have a dog? Love your fish instead! Don’t have a fish? Love the ants instead! If all else fails and ants don’t appear in front of you for you to love them, then love yourself instead! There’s plenty of reasons to love, after all. 🙂

9. Eat! Aside from junk foods, why not try eating fruits? Local delicacies? Never tasted a particular dish before? Now’s the time to try it! Who knows, it might be one of the best food you have ever tasted in your life. Om nom nom nom your way to a healthy lifestyle!

10. Try. 😉 Try to break those bad habits you’ve been doing for some years now! Try doing something new, dare to be different! 🙂 Try another hairstyle, if you don’t like it, bald would be a good idea! Try bungee jumping, snorkeling, going on for an adventure, travelling! There’s so much more life’s got to offer you!

These ten tips are just simple things that would help you be a great person and would help you satisfy the pleasure you wanted. Make sure to enjoy while doing these things! 🙂

Summer 2K13

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At long last, summer is officially here! Gone are the days where I have to wear cardigans and hoodies because I’m not in a cold place anymore. What’s not so nice about summer is the unbearable heat of the sun but whatever, that’s what ice creams and milk shakes are made for!

Aside from the people who post endless instagram photos hashtagged with #summer #beach and other #summerwhatnots, SUMMER is also for the people who have tired their asses out from endless papers, requirements, and productions; they’re called STUDENTS! LIKE ME! This year I did not consider the university hell week as my hell week because even if it was tiring and exhausting, I loved what I went through so it doesn’t really fit the hell week category. Anyway, I’m so glad I’m done with the second year life. I experienced a lot of things, and I’m sure summer’s got a lot of offers for me.

Hashtagged above, are the things that’ll compose my vacation before I turn into an acadzombie again on June. What’s new in this list is that I didn’t include the mainstream beach, outings, and whatever; what I included was tadaaa – SUMMER CLASSES! (Do I sound geeky here?)

And yes, I’m going to take summer classes in Diliman. Although it may not sound vacation-y to you, I think it’s time for me to grow up and study my asses again because if I won’t, I’d be delayed in school for a year. Hahaha!

Of course there are occasional out of towns but my goal is to take three subjects so that I wouldn’t stress myself in the next school year. Also, living in Manila, I believe, would open me to lots of possibilities—live band watching, food tripping, new adventures ehem ehem HAHAHA, new relationships – friends, instructors, other people HAHAHA and jus new things to discover. I don’t want to plan anymore; I’ll just let the perks and privileges of summer wait for my arrival. (Do I sound like a VIP here?)

How about you, what are your summer plans? I would like to know! Share! 😉

Agpakadaakon

After almost 5 months of finding the courage to wake up for my everyday 7 am classes, finally, the second semester is coming to and end.

Not that I’m happy about it, but somehow I find it difficult to be happy because I think I enjoyed this sem a lot! Of course it has been a very, very exhausting semester because of (prods!!!!!) but still, I didn’t feel any stress at all (lol no).

Here is a run-down of my 2nd semester (in bullets because I’m no good in using transition words lol)

1. Broadcasting 101. On our first day of classes, our instructor was already insisting that February 15 is the dropping date for all subjects. I’m gonna miss this subject so much because of the productions, ‘zapzone wake up please we need to print our script for our 7 am classes’ memories, never-ending meets, script, boardworks, solo boardworks, radio experience, campus radio tour, DZUP Baguio launch for CAC week, name it, I guess 70% of acads stress came from this subject. I’m going to miss this subject so much, heck!! I’ll miss my classmates, my very very witty radio dj turned instructor, and my very own talo kayo production team groupmates. Made me love broadcasting so much. Thank God it’s my minor!

2. Fil 30. There never was a day that I didn’t laugh because of my instructor’s funny antics. I learned so much from this subject! Thank God Sir Io still accepted me because I just TP-ed for this. I loved every lecture and I just hope we could extend, or if not maybe I could have Sir Io as my instructor every day 5ever (lol clingy) I learned so much, really, from movies, to theater plays, to not so good theater plays (wink), to advertisements, everything pop, et cetera. This subject has been a very great stress reliever for me.

3. Burnham nights. I’m too blessed to study here in Baguio because I have the famous Burnham park within my reach. Sometimes, during my sentimental mode days, I just walk along session road and buy myself a frappe or a milk shake and walk my way to Burnham, sit and watch the sunset, watch those kids who do carolling even if it’s February already, talk to a friend, tell her about my disappointments and problems in life, then go home. Just an ordinary walk in the park makes a day satisfying.

4. The one who must not be mentioned. Even though you have disappointed me a million times this semester, still, you keep me inspired. Thank you for keeping me company through the interwebz and keeping up with my insanity. I became instantly happier and I didn’t know I could still be happier with this set-up. Thank you for existing in my life this year. I know we’re in a ‘can’t explain the status’ set-up, but please bear with me first or if not, just leave and don’t come back. Oops.

5. Roomies. This suddenly made me sad because after a couple of hours, my long-time roommate Ate Pong, is going home already. She’s going to Manila for her check-up and I might not be able to attend her graduation day because summer school sucks. God I’m going to miss her so much, she’s one of the kindest person I know. Ate Aina’s staying longer but I’m gonna miss her too as well as Ate Abi. 3 of my roommates are graduating this April and I can’t bear the thought of them not being my roommates anymore (huhu). Yes, I hate goodbyes so much that in any minute now, I might burst into tears.

6. Papers. I’ve never used my brain so much to think of appropriate words to use in my paper that I think my brain started to vomit oxygen because nothing IS EVER RUNNING THROUGH MY MIND EVERYTIME I DO MY PAPERS. This is also called Tin’s disease. RF: Did you know that I can only work and focus if I use Microsoft Word? Technology-dependent blogger here. Not gonna miss them. 

7. NSTP. My experience during NSTP is also a wonderful yet time-consuming, wallet-demanding activity which taught me how to deal with other people. It has taught me to be more sensitive. It has taught me the real life– life is a matter of survival. We worked in DSWD CAR for our NSTP and hats off to the clients we taught to every Sundays, they’re very, very strong to face those challenges! I learned to value life and friendship there. I missed them so much.

8. New found friends! It was my first time to be classmates with my CAC batchmates this semester and I’m glad I found new friends: Cass, Yani, Pau, April, Kash, Koko, Sheena, Shiela, Jam!, and a lot more. It was nice to befriend them, since we all exist in the same college, and they’re really nice. Weird that I have more Speech majors friends than Journ friends. Nonetheless, I loved their company!

9. The Library. BELIEVE IT OR NOT, (BUT PLEASE DO) I WILL BE MISSING THE LIBRARY… FOR A WHILE. Yes it has kept me company during my vacants and it taught me to value the printed word as well. I never had a favorite spot for this semester because it’s always either occupied or people too noisy are just two tables away from me and I can’t concentrate while I use facebook mobile HEHEHE. Also I’m going to miss the multipurpose hall and the discussion room where noisy people like me are supposed to kept inside. I have been reprimanded many times by the strict manong in the library but it always is not my fault. It’s either the people beside my table or my friends. Srsly I’m explaining

Actually, I have a lot to miss this 2nd semester but I’m too sleepy to list them all out. Maybe in time I’m going to blog them for part two, but did you know that I prioritized this over my exams and papers? Yeah, you read it right. I’m a full-time blogger, I guess.

 

Once in a Lifetime Radio Broadcasting Experience

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On February 11-15, 2013, UP Baguio held its annual college week, and as part of the activities in line, our Broadcasting 101 class presented DZUP Baguio: KinigKilig! for a week live radio broadcasting in the school cafeteria. Our production team which must not be named aired for 2 hours at 3-5 pm on the last day. Several students liked the idea of having DZUP, because it’s something new, they said. The three sections (A,E,F) simultaneously had its own scheduled programs for the week. We also aired our different radio commercials we did for our graded boardwork for four different clients. We got a 1.5 grade for the script and 1.25 for our material! 

Here’s my groupmates while doing the live boardwork:

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DJ Louie, DJ Cass, and DJ Alex, with Jasper, who is not our groupmate

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This time with Keisha

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Our tarpaulin, BC 101 Represent!!!

 

Even if I didn’t have the chance to be on air, because almost all of us wanted to be the DJ, I’m proud I was able to try broadcasting, and I’m sure I’m going to enjoy the other BC classes I’m required to take. Minus the stress, I guess I’d like to work in a broadcast industry someday, or maybe not. Hahaha!

We were also featured at the UPB site! Click here: http://www.upb.edu.ph/index.php/can-you

I’m currently talking up two broadcasting subjects (BC 100: Intro to Broadcasting) and (BC 101: Broadcast Operations and Performance), I’m glad I’m enjoying both. Til the next (stressful) courses!