First week of college? AMAZING.
First off, let me just say how amazingly beautiful the Ateneo campus is. This past week I’ve walked my way around the campus, and even though my feet are about to die, I just keep going. Everything is so pretty and I just feel like I’m not in Metro Manila anymore. The brick buildings are Ivy League-ish, and the trees and grass… Its just so green. And every time I walk to class from the dorm, the majestic Gesu sits on the hill, so beautiful its structure that I just can’t comprehend how I deserved to attend this school.
My Math problem was solved last Monday, thanks to my ever-persevering charm on school officials. As freshmen are technically not allowed to revise their loads, the registrar said yes. AND OMG I WAS TRANSFERRED TO THIS AMAZINGLY WONDERFUL MATH CLASS UNDER DR. QUEENA LEE-CHUA. I am just in love with the class and the teacher. Its fast, its simple to understand, and its difficult all at the same time. Very Bro, something which I’ve been missing for a long time. THE ONLY THING IS THAT I HAVE TO PASS THE MATH DIAGNOSTIC ON THE 29TH SO I CAN STAY IN THE CLASS AND NOT BE DEMOTED TO BASIC MATH. I’ve been studying my ass off these past few days (at least two hours a day, I swear) so I can keep up and be ahead of the class. I WILL KEEP THIS CLASS NO MATTER WHAT. I SWEAR TO GOD.
English class is a bit strange. My teacher is a guy, and it seems like he’s one of the newer ones. What we have been doing has been simple enough – essays – so I’m expecting that he’ll be pulling out twists from his sleeves. We’ll have to wait and see, but writing is a strong suit of mine. I’m not that worried. Yet.
Literature class is a bit of a surprise. Last Monday we met for the first time, and I decided to volunteer for class beadle because it seemed to me that our teacher, a woman, was strict and had only one facial expression. Today it turned out that that wasn’t the case. Hm. But nonetheless, I will love this class, I know. We’ll be tackling some Hemingway, Poe, and my all-time favorite, Gabriel Garcia Marquez.
Environmental Science class. Boring. Next please.
Filipino. Oh well. We had two days of diagnostic tests, and I just pray I’ll keep the class. Our teacher seems fun – he’s gay – and my schedule is perfect as it is. I don’t want to LoadRev again. But unlike the Math diagnostic test, this one is by percentile, not pass/fail. So I hope that I’m way better at Filipino than the Bisaya freshmen population.
Running for PE. So far I’ve been able to handle it, thanks to my personal trainer in Davao (hi Lloyd!). My teacher volunteered me for beadle because when he said to bring one 5×8 index card, I brought one pack. LOL. I’m going to have a hard time juggling to classes.
Environment Science lab. We’re going to take care of a plant. I’m doomed.
All in all, this has been one hell of a week, in a good way of course. Living in Eliazo Hall – the on-campus dorm – makes everything so much easier for me. And despite the fact that sometimes we have no internet, no aircon, lines in the showers, its just great. The proximity is so convenient for me. I’m loving it.
But what I’ve realized? Everything I have now in the Ateneo, I have because of hard work. My amazing Math class, the dorm, being here in the Ateneo – hard work, people. Sweat, blood and tears. I haven’t worked this hard since… Well… Never. I’ve studied more this past week than my whole fourth year of high school, and its only the first week. And in two weeks I start film school, and all is chaos.
This is my life. This is the Ateneo. Win or lose, its the school we choose.