Gives me Hope*

Today I started enrolling for another sem. I got 18 units from the CRS so I was thinking I’ll only have to enroll one more major class and a PE class. I arrived at the department and found out that I can’t take two of the classes I enlisted because I haven’t taken the prerequisites and are only about to take them now. Had to cancel two classes, leaving me underloaded. FML

Today I started enrolling for another sem. I have enlisted a class with a bad schedule (4-7PM) and a bad prof (he gives a grade of 7 when the failing grade is 5, he gives INC just because he wants to, his 4-7 class becomes 5-9, etc.) Then I saw a petition for a new class. I signed up though I already have it. Minutes later, the class was opened and I got to cancel my 4-7class in favor of that one. Small miracles like this GMH.

In retrospect, the GMH outweigh the FML. (Look, I’m not a pessimist anymore! Have I ever been one? What do you think, Kb?)

I think I’m lucky. The day started bad. It’s raining, I realized that two of my classes have to be cancelled, and my worst fears were confirmed when I saw that the prof for that 4-7 class was really him (it was TBA before, so I was kind of hoping). But it ended okay. I got the classes I wanted. I got to change the class for a better sched and a different prof.

And, I got that subject with only one class with few slots left. I wonder what happened to the other people who were waiting in line. I was really lucky. I didn’t really prioritize this class because I thought it wasn’t in demand. I saw a couple of friends who write for Kule and they told me that they were also trying to enlist the class I needed. They said I only have to give a paper with my name and the class I wanted to enlist to the Registration Assistant and then wait for my name to be called. I gave them the paper and asked to please hand mine in. That was around lunch.

When I finished changing my other class around three hours later, I went to the other department and saw the crowded hallway. Uh-oh. I have submitted another paper with my blockmates, so I sat there and waited. I was thinking that I probably had been called before (the first paper I asked friends to submit, that is). So when I heard my name, I kind of jumped off my seat. Good thing the last class left fit in my sched. Good thing I haven’t been called yet. God, I was so relieved when I got out of that office.

One GE and one PE to go and I’ll be done with enlistment.

“Mas nase-stress pa ako sa Enrolment kaysa sa Finals Week,” F commented. I couldn’t agree more.

 

*Cheers to GMH

Another ‘Sucks to be GC’ moment.

The grades for 6 out 0f my 7 classes  (not counting PE) are in. And I’m not happy. Neither am I sad. Just nothing. I feel so mediocre.

Of course, I’m saying this based solely on the grades and not even taking into consideration how high the prof’s standards are, or how lax the methods are so the students don’t learn anything properly and are not even tested properly.

Then I sneaked a peek into my friends accounts (shh!) and saw their grades. I really shouldn’t be complaining. Buti na lang di ko itinuloy ang balak kong magshift to Engineering; baka naiiyak na ako sa galak sa grades ko ngayon. (Do I need to explain this? Nah.)

Whatever that last grade would be which of course depends on my prof’s whim: be it giving 1.25, 1.5 or 1.75, CS ako this sem. Didn’t even improve.

Me = GC na tamad

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Finished it. We ended at past 6AM of the day after the scheduled end. Walang tulugan yung magdamag na yun. In about 40 hours, I’ve been awake for more than 37 hours. I deserve this sleep. Hehe. Good night. XP

Done

I’m officially done with my second sem. Whew.

Party!!!!

Too bad that has to wait for a bit. Now I’ll just lounge around and have my well-deserved rest.

I’m half excited, half apprehensive about my camping-slash-retreat-slash-living-in-a-cave-slash-detachment-from-reality. I better rest my brain for the hard thinking.

I don’t know if that was one of those “walang gullible sa dictionary” moment or they’re telling the truth, but they said someone went insane from that. Ooh. Good luck.

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On a different note, we were eating out Monday night and I was hit with this strong nostalgia. I miss our car. *sniff*

Sem Ender Blues

It’s this time of the year again. Tomorrow (if they’ve finally become efficient with schedules) is the target release of the results of the first batch CRS.

My course only have two—TWO!—professors for our next step on the academic ladder. Though I think that’s an improvement from only having ONE class for this class this first semester. At least next semester, there would be three classes. But I haven’t heard anything worthwhile about these two professors. Even when I’ve resolved to choose the lesser evil, it’s still hard.

Ang hirap talaga pag na-Encanto ka.

I mean, I had my first two journ majors under Dr. Encanto, and then this!

Gahd.