How San Beda Gave Me A College Twist

"My 17th day of being a Bedista. Oh yeah, everthing's changed. The life that I'm having here is so much different with what I had in Mapua..."

Driving, I have said, is not that hard, so to speak. Unluckily for me, that opinion has changed as well. Crap! It's really a must to step on the gas so as to make my 30-minute promise. Like, when I was still driving to Makati, I normally leave the house 5 mins. before the time. Now, it has to be 1 hour before the time. La lang. Just to avoid the uncertain traffic and all. Good thing ayos ang parking ko sa loob. Kahit nanliliit sasakyan ko sa mga sasakyan nila. WHAT I LEARNED: Punctuality. Oo noh! Di na ko late ngayon. Promise. Well unlike in Mapua. I was always 10 mins. late. Lol. Days straight!

Prayers. "Pray for us thing", "That in all things, God may be glorified." Those are never forgotten in San Beda. It has to be a part of each class. So to say, I'm now in a Catholic School and everybody is sensitive when it comes to holiness. Hayun! Kahiya kahapon. I was asked to pray in our Psychology class. Inisip ko talaga, pano yun! Di ako Catholic. (for your info, I'm a Born Again Christian, Proud.) Then it went this way... Tinitigan ko lang sila muna. Didn't know how to start like they waited for 10 seconds before I finally murmured.. "In the name of.." Nakahinga din. Natapos ang pagdadasal at hindi ko masabi yung name ni St. Benedict.. Nakatitig lang sila and nagtataka.. I just said "That in all things.." Whew!.. Anyway, I now have a theo class people! WHAT I LEARNED: Enhanced holiness through my Theo teacher who discusses the lessons fairly. La kasing theology classes sa Mapua e, since nagmamadali.

Slippers, shorts, pants, t-shirts... The things that I wear are not even worn now for school.. Thanks to the uniform! MAKAKATIPID NA DAW SI MOMMY SA PAGBILI NG DAMIT! WAHAHA! ASA! Pero thank you sa mga pumupuri sa uniform ko. Ehem. Bagay daw sakin. ATA! Lol. WHAT I LEARNED: Simplicity and Being thrifty. ASA TALAGA!

Duguan ng ilong. Uso pala sa San Beda yun. Even pag nagbiro sila, in English. HAHAHA! Lalo na nung sa Marketing. Grabe. Parang may program pag nagrerecite. Read: "Markateing ace impowtant in the baseness." Shoot! Ganung accent. Lakas! Swempre nagrerecite din ako. In english. Pero walang accent no! :D WHAT I LEARNED: La lang. Sosyalan. Ayos. HAHAHAHA!

Sige wala lang akong magawa e. Gagawin ko nalang homework ko. Alam mo na. Kahit minors dito kelangan seryosohin. Shoot. Daming ginagawa. Sige. Ingat. :D

Misunderstanding

So Donnel and I already talked few days back. I'm posting here to clear things out. Donnel requested for this which I think is really fair enough.I'm announcing this to the public. It's fine now and I'm sure that he's gonna go on with his own life now.

Firstly, I got several comments from my previous post about the dilemma that I had with Donnel. I apologize for his friends to think that I could have not posted our conversation that we had in YM. That wasn't to humiliate him but it was regarded as a means of closure for the fight which did go differently to some of the readers of my blog.

You would, I suppose, understand a guy like for me for posting something like that... 'Cause first of all, it wasn't a simple hit for me... My personal life has been involved with it which I think was fully unethical. I'm kinda glad that, according to Donnel, he just had inquiries... Meaning, he just asked one of my friends about the things that he was supposing in his mind and not spread the thoughts that he had had. So different to what I thought. To what I said, regarding the "certified by one of his friends". All of which were information that I've gotten through my Mapuan friend who had talked to Lovely.

Bottomline... I'm doing this because I don't want to be classified as a person who loves to have enemies. I just love emo music.. That's it. So as to the tagline "Make good music, not war." Nonetheless, fighting isn't my thing. There are lots of things that will definitely make you busy. Study, any good stuff.. That would clearly make one be a YUPPY ( Young Urban Professional.)

As a Transferee

“Where? Not La Salle! And so not UP as well. Ohhhhh… Why not the second best right now in the CPA Board Exam? SAN BEDA!”

There are lots of anxieties that a transferee student like me has to face as he moves out of his old academe. Honestly, I didn’t know ‘til I decided to alter things for a better me. It did give me repeated nights of pressure and all the like just to choose which exciting school to enter. So then on, I thought of pursuing my current course and having the idea means that if I’d really like to opt the option to transfer, then it has to be a school that has, perhaps, the best system for that program.

I was in the moment of truth. Sometime in 2nd week of October, after two days of having thoughts of transferring, we, Iris, Erika, and I, visited San Beda just to try our lucks out. It turned out at the end of the day that we were half-decided half-not. We went back to Mapua and learned that we hafta cancel the enrollment and get refund ‘til the second week or pay the whole tuition and leave if it was cancelled beyond the second week. So though we were 20% reluctant, we decided to go for it. The anxieties went in like flood just after that. Loads of requirements had to be made though. It was like we were having Amazing Race from San Beda to Mapua and Mapua to San Beda. Professors, who were our second mothers, talked to us regarding us transferring to another school. We saw our friends cry as we bid our farewells and let them understand that our group has no end, we would still meet. It was a promise.

Regrets went by to say its hellos. The rest was history. It’s like it was to test me or like hit my adversity quotient. There, I already proved that I’m fierce and strong when it comes to that. It’s a bit shameful to say that I’ve taken the DLSUCET twice just to pursue my course in that school. The first try was a failure and so was the last try. BS Accountancy in La Salle, perhaps, won’t fit me. So they say… Oh factual, I did pass a liberal arts course but not Accountancy which was really my only condition to transfer. So to that, it was still considered a failure. Giving me like another course from their Liberal Arts won’t gain my mom’s affirmation. (For your information, Mom only knows one course and its only Accountancy.)

Mom told me that it’s not for me. Oh yeah, I guess it really wasn’t for me. It was a bit depressing though. There I said “it WAS” and never will be a part of me now. Good thing that I have these people around me who give me driving force. They are my family, friends, past professors, you, and God. Thanks to them. So now, I found what’s really meant for me… It is to be a Bedista and yeah, and still take Accountancy. It’ll always be a part of me, right MOM?