I miss being a student, wearing uniforms, going to school, taking down notes, worrying over assignments, projects, exams. I miss being a student, I miss my allowance, I miss hanging out with friends at school. 

And to think, we were all so eager to get out of the university. haha. But then again, I may just be speaking for myself. 

TEACHER

So just this Monday, our teacher returned our papers from last week's (or two weeks ago) exam. I was confident about that exam since I actually studied for it. I've been studying this semester for the objective exams, unlike before where I just had to wing it each time or cram my a*s off. 

So I was saying, I was confident about this exam, maybe only three to four mistakes since I had no clue with the three enumeration numbers. So she gave out the papers, and my confidence came tumbling down. I got a sixteen over twenty-five. A frickin' one six! I Computed for the passing grade, which wa seventy percent and it was seventeen point something, round it off and you get eighteen. I reviewed my answers, and there were two numbers that she gave me a two and three instead of a five. I checked with the book- and my answers were right! So right that I nailed the keywords and got it almost word for word.

So I approach my teacher...

Me: "Miss, what's the right answer for these two numbers? How come I got only a two and three? What keywords were you looking for?"

Teacher: ... *looks at my paper* ... "It's not the complete answer, it's right but not complete."

Me: *opens the book and shows her the answer, I underlined it* "but miss, it's what's written in the book."

Teacher: "Your answers need not to be the one written in the book."

Me: "But what are the keywords you are looking for?"

Teacher: ....

Me: "The passing is eighteen right?" *giving her the hint that she could at least give me the passing mark*

Teacher: "Yes." 

Me: "Okay thanks miss."

Now, I should have said, "So you mean to say the answer or definition written on the book, which I have written on my paper almost exactly, is not complete? Then why the hell are we using this book anyways? And as I remembered in your discussion, you referred to the books definition as well, you did not question its completeness."

Now I understand that as beauty is in the eye of the beholder, the right and wrong also may vary in each person's perspective. But this was a frickin' "give the definition" question and I gave the definition as the book said it and as she discussed it! I could have gotten the twenty-two over twenty-five I deserved- but NO! So I just ranted on to my seatmates for the next subject, they said my face was turning red. And then I ranted on some more the whole day... and that whole day since I got the paper I was like this:

And I couldn't let it go because I studied my a*s off! And that was rare. The coverage to study was a lot, but the quiz was short! 

And so I picked my mum up at the office and I was beat. I ranted on to my mom and asked her to drive home, I was so tired from the emotion I had. And when we got home I told my dad about it and he was mad about it too, my mom was laughing at my frustration and how it drained all my energy. I showed him my quiz paper and the answer on the book, and he asked if I wanted him to write a letter or something, but I said it wasn't necessary and I knew I had to let it go, because our teacher was also our department's chairperson and she has helped me a lot, as in A LOT so I can advance through my curriculum. I wasn't really mad at her, I was mad at the fact that I was right but still helpless to do anything. I knew I just had to let it go, I had to. 

And now I'm actually feeling better. But writing about it brings a little frustration back, but I'll get over it soon enough. My feeling and my mom's theory was that it was my teacher's pride that was getting in the way, maybe she was embarassed that she already said the answer wasn't complete but there it was on the book. I don't know *rolls eyes*. I am hoping though that she'd secretly change my grade in her class record, I'm free to hope right? :p

Letting it go,

-allie

PS: I know scores aren't everything, I a firm believer that grades do not measure a person's intelligence, but when you're given less than what you deserved, less than what you wroked hard for, then maybe you'll understand where I'm coming from. And this wasn't the first time the teacher had more say in it than students.

PPS: Yesterday was Teacher's day! I didn't go to school but I greeted this teacher via e-mail and she replied. We're good. *fist bump*

The Little Things

Today was the official first day of school for the 2nd semester of school year 2010-2011. But as expected- NO CLASS yet. So I went out with my boyfriend today. We had late lunch at the mall.

Lunch at the food court turned out to be more expensive then dining in a restaurant, but I wanted to eat lechon. YUM. 

12php rice. 3-5 spoonful. 

Aside from the lechon, we also had humba meal (1 pc. humba meeat, 1 egg, 1 rice, 8 oz. ice-tea drink), Leylam's shawarma rice, large mango shake from thirsty, 2 extra rice (from a different store, it cost 15php).

In the end we placed too much on our plates, more than we could finish so we had to doggy pack and bring home leftovers. 

After stuffing ourselves we went over to CD-R KING, "you one-stop media provider". It's one place to get computer accesories and what-nots at a very cheap price, quality however is compromised most of the time. Anyways, Elwin mentioned he'd buy a mouse pad and he offered to buy me one too. But I told him that I already had one and I didn't need to get one. He said the my mouse pad was "luoy" (pitiful) already and that he could just get me one since it didn't cost that much. True- it didn't cost a lot but I was touched at how he noticed and remembered that my mouse pad was dying a slow and painful death. I love the thoughtfulness! I SUPER LOVED IT! :)

 My old mouse pad. Thank you for the times you served me.

 My new mouse pad from boyfriend's thoughtfulness.

So after that I dropped him off at his OJT place and I was heading home. I was already at the capitol (near our place) when my friend Harrison called, attendance for our DB2 class. So I went back to school and got there almost 4pm, had my attendance taken and I was out of school again. I wanted to head home but it was already 4pm and mom would be out by 5:30pm. So to save my dad the trouble of fetching my mom, I went to her office. I got to make and print out our (Elwin and mine) schedules for this semester. Hooray for productivity!

It really are the little things 

that you take notice on, the little thoughts, 

that sweeps me off my feet.

happy and loved girlfriend, 

-allie

Circuits

 IT213: Computer Systems Organization and Microcomputer Technology

** Click on photo to read captions **
Sorry they're hard to read.

Webcam photos of me and my boyfriend. This was yesterday, we were working on my circuits activities. At least it's more fun and interesting with him. Also, thanks to him, I now understand and know how to construct a circuit! Hooray! :D

Thank you to boyfriend and my friend Harrison Chiu for helping me our on my circuits requirement the last time. They stayed over until 5am and didn't stop until they got it right, even after I gave up and slept on them. And because of them, I got a 1.0 in Circuits. Hoorah!

So, now that sir has given out the second requirement, I'll be working on that with their help again. But before all that- INTRAMS WEEK has finally arrived! Too bad it was scheduled from Sept. 8 - 11. It's supposedly a holiday on Thursday and Friday, but we have Intrams. I hope they reimburse us our 2-day holiday next week.

8am tomorrow. I'm partenered with Karen Poligrates on the documentation of the chess and scrabble games. We're taking photos for PSITS. And I'm also partnered with Paul. I'm to assist him with whatever concerns the CCS basketball team have in the whole duration of the Intrams.

I hope this Intrams won't be such a handful. And I sincerely wish we all get to enjoy it.


I still have my SAD requirements, which I'm so behind with. There's also the Visual Basic final project which I have to partially finish by pre-finals' week. SEMBREAK COME ALREADY!

-allie

Jaded

Photo by: Elwin Managbanag | 08.29.10 @ UC-Banilad

JADED - exactly how I've been feeling lately. This is why I was able to blog again yesterday, because I decided to skip school.

I woke up at 8am and I had class at 8:30am. So I decided to skip that class. I was already comfortable at home and I honestly was tired with school, so I decided to skip it all together. 

I was somehow productive yesterday. I was able to blog again. Also, boyfriend came by before going off to work. We had snacks together and he gave me the CAS shirt he bought for me. 

Today, I had to FORCE myself to go to school. And when I got to school, I skipped my Visual Basic lecture since I was 30 minutes late and I was embarrassed to go in so late; I was absent last meeting too because I got backed up on. I just hung out at the PSITS office (I'm our Secretary for IT by the way, for update's sake) and waited for my 12pm Visual Basic laboratory class.

My boyfriend reported in front of the class today. I wasn't able to help him prepare as I was very busy with a SAD assignment I missed. No one told me about it. You see, I've been absent in that class for 2 straight meetings, first: because of the circuits project I had to do, I didn't get any sleep so I went home to rest, and second: because I had a lazy a*s. Anyhow, crammed with the Data Dictionary. I managed to get an extension until tomorrow. Our instructor's awfully nice; she reminds me of my grandmother. 

Also, I'm starting to feel the final's rush even if pre-final examination hasn't even started yet. Visual Basic's final project has just been given out, SAD is slowly getting to be a lot more hassle, and I don't even want to think about all the other subjects. This semester has got to be most heavily loaded semester yet. But I'm not complaining (really), I did ask for this. 

So, I'm just doing what I know I have to even if I've lost interest. I hope the weekend will make me feel better. My back aches and I badly need a massage. SEMBREAK PLEASE COME SOONER.

-allie

And by the way,

Hello September!

I hope my birth month will be nice to me.

Backed Up

Yesterday I arrived in school just in the nick of time, as usual. I remember checking my phone for the time: 11:07am. Not too late for my 11am class. 

I have recently been driving my sister's car since it's automatic and I was sick longer than usual, I had this neck thing. So my parents thought it would be better I drive an automatic car over a non-powersteering stick shift.

Anyhow, I was down in the school basement parking lot following a Sportivo car. The Sportivo didn't find any parking space, so he decided to try another area and backed up. I was behind him so I backed up too. All of the sudden he was backing up too fast that I had to stop and honk. I was afraid to back up as fast as he did because I might hit something or someone. I honked and honked the hardest. The carpenters, students, and guards at the area ran to us because of my super loud honk, but it was too late- I had been backed up on. 

The guy went down and checked the damage. I was shaking. He got on his car again and moved his car, I banged upon his car yelling "don't move it!", but he did. It was wrong to move it even before it got documented. But I had witnesses and plus the other driver immediately claimed it was his fault. I called my dad and we waited. He was willing to settle.

When my dad arrived, he twisted the story- he said while he was backing up, I moved forward. LIAR. But my dad didn't buy it and like I said, I had witnesses. 

After a bit of the hard-to-avoid debate, they came to an agreement- my dad and the guy. With the help of the head guard of our school, the guy agreed to pay the amount needed to get the car fixed. 

The guy wasn't so bad. I think he twisted the words out of his nervousness. Well, that was pretty much it for yesterday. 

Sorry sister. Don't worry, the damaged car will get fixed. 

My dad came back to school with the other car and he brought home the damaged car to have it fixed. 

I love how my dad's always there. Just one call and he's over. He gets things done and settled so fast. 

Thank you dad, I really appreciate it! 

Sorry if it doesn't seem like it sometimes. But I really am thankful and appreciative. :)

-allie


PS: I didn't make it to my lecture class that day.