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The CSB Experience 2: Held Back (The Jamer Connection)

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       Last night, I was supposed to start enlisting my subjects for next term right in the comfort of my home. But something went wrong….really, really, REALLY wrong!

     When I clicked on “Enlistment” on the Student Info System website, it went directly to the “Clearance” webpage and it says there I have a pending requirement that needs to be met at the soonest time possible. That means I have to go to school on a classless Wednesday, AGAIN! Arghhh…And I thought this Wednesday would be different than the past Wednesdays I had for the first half of the term.

Aghhhh….!

      So I left for school around 11:30 am and arrived in CSB at 12:40. According to the SIS, I should go to Window 18 of the school registrar but it’s closed for lunch. In the meantime, I stayed at the LRC to read some newspapers, periodicals I haven’t read for the longest time like Manila Standard Today, Manila Bulletin, and Philippine Daily Inquirer.

     Just wehn I was about to leave to get some grub, I chaned upon Calayag (Okay, that his surname. his first name is Francis but I’m more fond of calling him by his surname)! Him and I are batchmates from high school. he aksed me if I was able to enlist and said to him that I can’t. He aksed if it was something about the transcript and I said “yeah!”. He told me that I’m not the only one with this particular type of problem, but it’s also the problem of our other batchmatesm like Maan, and Carol.

      Sometime around 1:30, I went back to the registrar area and there was alreadyn a line forming out from Window 18, comprising of students eagerly awaiting the return of the registrar people from their lunchbreak. I so happened to be lined behind Maan, who’s pursuing BS-HRIM. I shared to her my dilemma and so we lined up together to wait in line. Eventually, Calayag joined in.

     It took more than hour, about a quarter hour before 3 when it was my turn in line, I had my ID surrendered and I have to wait for a few more minutes for processing time. The guy at Window 18 told me that my Form-something-something a.k.a. my transcript is being withheld by my old alma mater, Saint James Academy. They’ve already called the school several times since February but no one from SJA took care over the matter. The result: Quite a number of us fromSJA who are in CSB cannot enroll for next term.

 So the guy gave me an envelope addressed to SJA’s Registrar/Principal. This should urged them to give CSB what it wants or else, it’s the affected alumni who’ll get the boot.
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Pearl’N’Beans

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Something I wrote just now. Enjoy reading:

“Pearl’n’Beans”

 

            Once upon a time, there was once a farmer boy named Awiyao. He loves planting rice and dreamt of becoming a farmer like his father. He lived in a hut on a barrio called Mapatiuacal. He is loved by many because he is nice, friendly, and good in cockfighting.

            One day, while coming home after a long day’s work, Awiyao saw in the fields a girl planting beans. He has a thing for beans that’s why he liked the way the beans are being planted in the soil. Awiyao approached her and complimented her bean-planting skills. She was flattered by it so she introduced herself to him. Her name is Lumnay.

 Awiyao then invited her to his house where they ate dinner together, talked about beans together and eventually slept together for the night. The next day, Lumnay woke up to see Awiyao’s hut a mess so she cleaned it up for him. He would wake to see his house clean, all thanks to Lumnay. He felt a sudden attraction because of she can do.

Awiyao took the courage to propose Lumnay marriage and eventually they tied the not. The relationship started out happy and strong but as months and years passes by, Lumnay is unable to conceive a child for her husband. This made Awiyao angry, very angry.

Frustrated for her wife’s inability to bear children, he left her. It was never his intention though to leave her but Awiyao wanted to have a family, complete with a husband, a wife, and children.

He thought of ways of how he could impregnate his wife, Awiyao sought the help of the barrio babaylan, Madukmay, in finding a way to make Lumnay fertile. The babaylan said that in order to fulfill his wish, Awiyao must do the impossible. Madukmay told Awiyao that he must look for a pearl that could make a woman pregnant when swallowed. This particular pearl can only be found at the deepest of the deep blue sea that is filled with numerous sharks, eels, and piranhas.

Awiyao said he is willing to do anything for the sake of Lumnay, his ever undying true love. He then set forth towards the sea and swam using a bamboo mouthpiece encased with oxygen that could last for two hours. He went past the sharks and the eels but got critically injured by the piranhas. Fortunately he was able to retrieve the pearl and swam back to he surface before returning to land. He then had Lumnay swallow the pearl and weeks later, she had successfully conceived with Awiyao’s child.

Nine months later, a baby boy was born. The new bundle of joy was named “Madukmay” by Lumnay. Awiyao and Lumnay, after all the hardships that they had faced, are now living peacefully and their love grew stronger than ever.

A the sun began to set, they looked at each other and shared a kiss together.


WAKAS

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Na-Pikon

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I wasn’t really serious about my YM stats “I’ll be blogging about you”. But circumstances led me to write down one anyway.

Just around 10PM, I sent a PM to one of my old grade school friends to remind him about two of our friends’ having their birthdays coming up later this month. At first we were all laughing until I made a supposedly funny remark on his profile pic.
I only said “Ano ba naman yang profile pic mo?! 😀 :))” (Note that I put en emoticon to emphasize that I was only kidding). I just don’t know what happened suddenly he replied on a somehow not-so-friendly manner.
“wtf do you care?” or so he said on YM.
Fearing he may have misunderstood what I just wrote, I said to him that what I said was meant as an innocent joke. So why being such a bad sport, I asked myself about him.
So to make him feel better, I lied to him and said I greeted him and many of our former classmates in grade school when I guested on a radio show a week ago. He’s only reply…”So?”. I’m not sure though but I think I sent him a PM on that day inviting him to listen to the show I was guesting. Just so to forget about the mess, I made him believe that I did greeted him on-air. He didn’t replied afterwards and went offline since then.
Bad sport! Oh well, just so to believe that I did even if I didn’t, I’m planning on sending him e-mailed pictures of me during my stay in DZMM, just so he would realized that what I said were actually true, or at least half it is true.
I think in YM, one should know the difference of what’s an insult and what’s an innocent joke, especially when one is trying to clarify that it is a joke and that he had no intentions of hurting anybody.
If all else fails, I just send him a simple PM saying “I’m sorry” if I did hurt his feelings.
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I Looked Too Young

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This happened a few hours ago. I was in the gym working out and there was these two men who went past me and took some dumbbells. They were talking to each other so I I really didn’t mind much.

But that was until, one of them looked at me and asked I was old enough to hold this pair of 15-pound. dumbbells I was carrying. I said “Yes…”. He asked for my age and was surprised when he knew that I’m eighteen years old. So he was like “Really? You looked too young to be 18, though”.
I don’t know if what he just said was a compliment. And I ask you guys, do I really looked that young for my age?
He told me that he used to be like me when he was starting out. Then he asked me from what school I attend to, I said to him that I go to CSB. 
“CSB? Dude, alam mo iyung CSB?” He asked his friend.
“…CSB…Iyung nasa harap ng La Salle…” His friend answered.
“Mmmmm…” I just said to myself.
Laughing matter yes. I just couldn’t see myself younger than my actual age in front of a mirror. I mean, 18 year-old guys have varying looks, some looked too old while the’re those who looked too young. But never do I considered myself as looking too young for my age.
Weird!
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The CSB Experience 2: Out From the House

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I bumped across an old friend while I was walking out from UST in Dapitan. Unexpected meeting so I waved my ahnd and yelled out his name. Then we talked, trying to update with each other and knowing how we both are doing since the last time we’ve met.

He already graduated quite recently, about 2-3 weeks ago. Nice to know that he’s done with life here in college and now he’s hellbent on facing the corporate world. (Wow!)
I asked why he was in the area in the first place and found out that he’s running a business in the locality and that he was on his way on another one. 
It has been almost a year already since we’ve last seen each other. We both used to be in an org but we all got too preoccupied with other things that time that we left (Him leaving weeks before I followed). He’s one of the few friends I’ve made in CSB outside my block, and one of the nicest non-107 people I have ever met. We were present during our first training session being conducted by the org if I could recall correctly, orienting us about some stuff and the rest is history.
I wish him the best of luck in his career. I just hope I, too, could also survive this thing called “college”. ^V^
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Na-USTe Ako!: The Last Exile, Dapitan!

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"just keep on trying, keep on flying
I will be the light"
-Cloud Age Symphony (from the animated series 'Last Exile')

So yeah, I was back inside the University of Sto. Tomas once again last Friday to file my brother’s application. If I could remember correctly, this would be the 4th time that I was in UST, not counting being in the area multiply times since I was in like 8 or 9 years old.
I left CSB at around 3pm and rode the LRT until Tayuman. Took a jeepney ride until I finally arrived at Dapitan. The present Jollibee there used to be an old Greenwhich restaurant years back so it’s kinda sad that JFC turned it into another Jollibee branch (No wonder Greenwhich-Bayan bowed out of the competition because of Chowking-Star J and nearby Jollibee-Bayan).
I went inside and once again got amazed and all. It’s like I was in Intramuros except that i’m not. I headed to UST’s own Tan Yan Kee Building/Student Center (Since UE Caloocan’s Fine Arts Building is also named after the guy). When I went there inside, I looked ofr the admissions center. Thanks heavens it wasn’t crowded with applicants accompanied by their mothers like the one I saw in La Salle’s Bro. Andrew Gonzales Building last month. 
The admissions center looks a lot like the library in SJA. I don’t know why but that’s pretty much my observation from the wallpaper to the cubicles and the like. When it was my turn in line (To be honest, there wasn’t much any line at all) I brought out all of Jorge’s requirements, his birth certificate, application form, two identical 2×2 ID’s and of course his recommendation letter. 
Speaking of “recommendation letter”, he admissions lady said I don’t need to have it submitted until enrollment (if Jorge is to pass the exam). But I noti
ced that the envelope containing the letter has the letters “CSB” written on it. Good thing I didn’t opened it upon initial request of the admission lady since this one I know contains the letter coming from CSB itself! Wheew!

Then she directed me to one of many PC’s to encode the needed information about my brother. They have this program that serves like an “application form for examination” thing. The moment I pressed “Submit”, I was quickly shown with the available exam date, place, and time plus his test permit number.
So it read that Jorge was to his exam on the 7th of December, 8am to 12 nn at the Beato Angelico Building.
After I was done with my primary objective to be in UST, it’s then time to fulfill another objective, mag-lakwatsa!
Good thing I brought my ‘old-reliable’ FinePix digicam with me to remember this momentous event of a lifetime. I went around campus, took
 some pictures and walked in some parts and walked in other parts. 
Then I walked some and took pictures more.
I saw their most famous building (where I took my exam more than a year ago), the statue of its founder and the mini-park fronting it. I also saw the really, really wide soccer field+baseball field+volleyball field. They also have an “Ying Te U”-type of road, you know, one single road lined with trees on each side where you could see people jogging from afar, few cars would be seen passing by, etc.

I also saw from afar their amphitheater wherein last few Fridays ago, there was a concert held there at night. In addition was Beato Angelico, the place where CFAD people go.
I also saw UST Hospital, lots of sad memories there.
 Fronting it is a wide stretch of a food strip occupying the first floor of their Accountancy building/parking building. They have not just stalls but also restos like Ice Cream Monster, McDonald’s, KFC, and San Miguel Foodstore. 
30 minutes after 4, I left UST and while I was walking in Dapitan chanced upon one of my old friends back in CSB, Neri. He is fresh from his graduation two weeks ago where he earned his bachelor’s deg
ree in Consular and Diplomatic Affairs. Congrats to him!







	Good thing that I was in UST earlier because by 4pm, admissions got attacked by swarms of applicants accompanied by their mothers. Hahaha!






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