Friday, December 31, 2010

Bad things happen to good people, Worse things ahppen to bad people.

Somebody stole my wallet while I was buying some groceries this morning :(

I lost all my cards and my 50 bucks. Good things was I put my grocery money in my pocket so I was still able to buy those groceries.

I lost these:

  • Urban Planet discount card
  • American Eagle discount card
  • Student Price Card
  • Richmond Hill Public Library Card
  • HMV membership-discount card
  • Ontario Health Card
  • Seneca College ID
  • My brother’s TD Bank Card and mine as well - but we were able to get a replacement immediately
  • Red Cross First Aid and CPR card

Those cards are easy to replace. In fact I already got my replacement for my debt card. My brother, too.

But these things I lost broke my heart:

  • A picture of me and my friends when we went to Pacific Mall
  • The transfer I and my cousin used when we went to eat sushi at a Japanese restaurant
  • The mini 2011 Salvation Army calendar I got when I donated some of my money
  • The receipts for all the Christmas gifts I bought for Christmas 2010
  • The receipt for Pizza Pizza and McDo where me and my crew ate after not seeing each other for 3 months

It’s the last day of 2010, and I can’t believe that there are people who can do this kind of thing. Don’t get me wrong, I also do bad things (but not stealing other people’s wallet!) but I choose dates. I mean, it’s New Year’s Eve and you do this to other people? Just plain mean.

All I’m hoping for is that they use the 50 bucks I have for something good. Like, at least donate some of it to Salvation Army.

Still, think positive! It’s New Year’s Eve and I don’t want any BV in me! :)

Saturday, December 18, 2010

I don't like you, Winter.

It's 3 days before winter officially starts, but you can already see snow everywhere. When you go out, you already have to wear your winter jackets and wet hair is a big no-no. I remember going out once with my hair wet and the next thing I know, it turned into icicles already. No joke!

This is not the usual me but I am already sick. I have a mild flu, colds and cough. Wow, way to start my winter break! It makes me sad every time I turn off the shower, because after 30 minutes of letting warm water run all over me, I am reminded of another 3 months of winter. It is really heart breaking.

Like, for real!

Wednesday, December 15, 2010

The Story Behind Stare and Solve

Ever since I was a kid, I never really liked studying. I only like to read books, but not studying. Give me an English book and I can finish that up in one day. Give me a story book and I can summarize the story to you in an hour or two.


One time, my Mom saw me reading my older sister’s English book and she asked me why I wasn’t reading my own book. I told her I already finished reading all the stories in my book (that book was supposed to last for the whole year, mind you). She asked me if I studied my Math lessons already. I said not yet. (I never liked Math. I’d rather write essays and read thick books.)


So she made me get my Math book and she told me to study Math. What I did was I read the problem and MEMORIZED the steps. I was reading it aloud, saying the words “Step 1: Identify the problem, Step 2: Write the given, Step 3: Write the solution, Step 4: Calculate the answer”. She hear me doing this so she asked me what I was memorizing. She got mad and she was like “YOU DON’T MEMORIZE MATH! YOU SOLVE NUMBERS! YOU DON’T STARE AT THEM! YOU PRACTICE UNTIL YOU KNOW WHAT TO DO!”


My mom makes sense, right? I mean, she’s correct. Practice solving until you know it already.


When I grow up, I’ll teach my kids how to study Math. Because 1990’s is the last generation with common sense, I’ll be a parent who’ll share my common sense with my kids.


Take that!

Monday, December 13, 2010

Imbued with unending grace.

I was browsing my Tumblr page again and as usual, most of the pictures I saw was that of UST's. I just realized how much I miss my school. The one and a half years we spent together were not enough. If only I had the choice two years ago, I would still be there.

You see, passing entrance exams and getting in a good university was a big deal for my family. My Ate, being the smart ass person that she is, was able to get into University of the Philippines - Diliman, the best university in the Philippines. She actually passed every exam she took - Ateneo de Manila, La Salle, UST, and yes, the hard core University of the Philippines (UP). Little did I know that my future was being written already during that time.

When it was my turn for entrance exams, I was totally afraid of what the outcme will be. I was never a good student. I slept in class, I made fun of the teachers, I just chilled out with my friends while the teacher is talking. Nevertheless, I still managed to get good marks - really good marks.

I remember choosing Miriam, UST and UP as my universities. No offense to students from Miriam, but a lot of people told me that passing the entrance exam was easy. So I took it for my course Special Education (SpEd). I guess you can call it my "safety net". When the results came out, my sister texted me and told me that I passed. My initial reaction was "I know. The exam was easy."

I chose Psychology and Development Communication for UP. Surprisingly, the entrance exam went well, too. I fell asleep while writing the exam but my time was just enough for me to finish everything. I even thought the exam was easy! When the results came out, I was one of the five people from my high school who passed the UPCAT (UP College Admission Test). That came as a surprise for me. I never considered myself smart, in fact I only open my books if there's a quiz the next day.

USTET (UST Entrance Test) was a different story. The moment I stepped inside the UST campus, I knew that it was where I belong. I felt it calling me! While writing the exam, I was so scared that I couldn't even manage to blink. Out of the three entrance exams I took, I considered USTET as the hardest one. Be it mindfuckery or not, I don't really care. The day the results were supposed to come out, I fought with my sister over who was to use the computer (that time we don't have laptops in our family yet). I stayed up until 3 in the morning to check my status. And hell yeah, it was worth the wait. I passed the two courses I picked for UST - Occupational Therapy and the other one, Education.

I started calling myself a Thomasian (University of Santo Tomas. Get it?) that day. Little did I know, it was like calling out a war against my family, my parents especially. Hell, I passed UP! That only means one thing: my family wanted me to study in UP! That was like a big accomplishment during that time. In the Philippines, passing the UPCAT makes you a real smart ass kid. They even call students from UP as "iskolar ng bayan" (the nation's scholars), which is basically true. Even myself consider my sister as the smartest person I have ever met.

I remember sending an e-mail to all my aunts and uncle asking them to help me convince my parents to let me study in UST. To make the long story short, my mama and papa gave up in the end and let me choose what I want. So I accepted UST's offer of admission, and the rest as they say, is history.

It is in UST where I met the craziest people in my life. UST taught me how to live on my own (I was staying in a rez). UST taught me that even though you consider some people as your friends, they may still be your worst enemies. It was UST who taught me that staying up all night and studying doesn't mean you'll pass your exam. UST taught me not just about academics, but life itself. Most of all, it taught me that education doesn't end inside the four walls of your school. It spreads out wayyyyy outside of the institution. Education is when you realize that the lessons you learned outside the classroom are more important than the ones you learned inside. Education is when you realize that failing is another way of learning. Education is when you realize that the time you spent studying doesn't count that much; what counts the most are the life lessons you learned and the people you met along the way. That's why I can say that University of Santo Tomas has given me the best education I can ever ask for.

I am in Canada now, enrolled in another college taking a course different from I had in UST. But deep down inside me, I am still a Thomasian, because once a Thomasian, always a Thomasian... imbued with unending grace.

Sunday, December 12, 2010

FAIL

I am so disappointed with how my blog turned out. I mean, if you read the very first entry of my blog, it will tell you how incapable I am of maintaining my online journals. I can still remember that it was the eve of January 1 2010 when I told myself I'm going to keep this blog alive. And holla, it's now December 12, 2010 and the last post I made was around March. See, I told you.

So as a result, I'm going to write something about each month from April til December of 2010. But I think I'm gonna make it in a different entry. it's already 1130PM and I need to wake up at 455AM tomorrow. This week's my finals exam so I need to go early to school and study. :)

But before I sleep, I just want to leave this website for any of you to read.

http://brainz.org/10-war-photographs-changed-world-forever/

As the link says, it is obviously the 10 war photographs that changed the world forever. I don't know why but whenever I see or hear the word "WAR", it hits something inside of me. Maybe it's the fact that my younger brother (whom I love with all my heart, to the moon and back forever plus the day after forever) is planning to be a soldier, and that I am also planning to be a nursing officer in the Canadian Forces. Or maybe it is also because the guy living in the house right next to us, whom I really really like that I even managed to stalk him and learn his schedule (LOLjk), is also planning to be a soldier in the Forces. I even saw him wearing his fatigues already. And mind you, he is already in the reserves.

But come to think of it, whichever view we look at it, war is never the answer. Killing will never be justified. War has never been the solution we need. Never has. Never will.