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Ellinor Chase 4 days ago

Confessions of a College Drama Queen: 8 Things I Hate About University

Since the suspension of classes started due to the pandemic, I did not open or read any of my notes, I didn’t do any requirements, and I didn’t bother browsing through my assigned readings. Well, I did try to get some requirements done. Call me lazy but hey, I bet that you’ve also done anything you can do this quarantine period except for your academics.

I call this time period getting all the sleep I can, slacking off as much as I can, and mentally preparing myself for the full-blown physical and mental fatigue I’ll surely get once classes resume again. Now that the continuation of the semester is uncertain, let me share with you 8 reasons why I hate going to University because I’m so not planning on going back anytime soon, and I’m pretty sure you are, too. Who knows, maybe we have the same reasons *wink*.

I hate the way that being in college is so stressful. There are quizzes and lab exercises every day. There are readings that must be read (but to be honest, I just print or download them, but I don’t even take the time to read them!) and papers that must be submitted.

For each subject, there are individual and group works to be completed. It’s just an ongoing cycle of this “4 more days ‘till Friday comes” mindset until you graduate. The everyday routine of getting up early, attending class and going back to the dormitory to study is tiring. Why is there no pause button for the workload?

I hate the way that being in college eats up all my time. Instead of going home during the weekends, I have to stay behind and work on my requirements. I only get to see and bond with my family once a month. University demands almost all of my time that I can’t even have my “me” time any more. Is Uni even my boyfriend for it to demand a lot of time from me? You sure are special, huh?

I hate the way that being in college makes you feel like you’re just an average student. Since grade school, I’ve always had straight A’s and I was always an honor student, but then college happened. It led me to believe that all of my so-called achievements are nothing. I eventually find someone who’s better than me, and then I realize that I’m just another mediocre individual who happens to attend the top university in the country, or that maybe my name was just a typographical error in the list of passers. My stomach always churns whenever our exams are coming up, and I get so anxious every time our scores will be announced. I always feel like I’m going to vomit on the test paper. Luckily, I haven’t yet. (Phew!)

I hate the way being in college means that you have to compete to survive. Don’t get me wrong, learning is absolutely fun, but the academic time frame and pressure makes it a vicious race. If you get a failing grade in your prerequisite subjects, you will get delayed your whole college life which will disrupt the academic and career plan that you laid out for yourself, and you’ll eventually get upset and disappointed. College is seriously the epitome of Charles Darwin’s Survival of the Fittest. Plus, it’s considered a heinous crime to get sick! A day’s worth of lecture is enough to make me fall behind, or worse, delayed. I literally can’t afford to get sick, but shamefully, my body is living off of coffee and instant noodles almost every single day. Also, there’s really never a time where I get a good 8-hour sleep without worrying about anything. It’s either I don’t get sleep or I oversleep, and both are absolutely terrifying.

I hate the way being in college makes me laugh and cry at the same time. I can’t believe I was given the opportunity to be able to laugh and shed my tears in the grounds of one of the most prestigious Universities in the country. I cry whenever I get a low score on an exam I studied all night for, but then I laugh because my friends also failed the exam. I cry because it’s only a Tuesday and I’ve literally spent all of my money on Monday, but then I laugh because my friends are all broke, too. There were times when my friends and I would get out of the examination hall and just laugh at the difficulty of the exam. Then, we’d go out to eat to cheer ourselves up and just have those deep talks about life until the wee hours of the morning.

I hate the way being in college means that I have to socialize every single day. It’s too much for my introvert self to handle. Sometimes, I just want to stay in and never talk to anyone for the time being. But I was fortunate enough to have met and encountered genuine people along the way. We were all struggling in our own degree programs, yet we always find time to support each other. We’d laugh at our professors together when classes get too boring, go out to eat during class hours, pull a prank on some of our classmates, do our assignments, study together, and have fun with each other’s company. College is unbearable, but it becomes slightly less unbearable journeying it with the best people.

I hate the way being in college means having to experience a lot of ‘firsts.” Being raised by strict parents and going to the same Catholic school for 14 years (yes, kindergarten to senior high school, and no, there was no loyalty award), I was kind of scared to go out of my comfort zone, but I was also excited at the same time because I’ll finally be released from my cage. I experienced getting a low score on an exam I stayed up all night to study, not being liked back by my crush, breaking laboratory equipment, having my first meal of the day at 6 pm, and partying with people I barely knew. There were many victorious firsts and there were also numerous sad firsts, but one thing is constant, I always have my friends to celebrate those “firsts” by my side.

Lastly, from the immortal words of Ms. Kat Stratford, I hate the way I don’t actually hate it, not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.

I hate the way I miss University life so bad. I hate the feeling that I took normal life for granted and wished that college would immediately be over. I miss studying, hanging out with my friends, procrastinating assignments, cramming for an exam, and attending my classes. I can’t believe I’m saying this, but I do miss living the student life. As much as we get exhausted of experiencing hardships, there were also many lessons we picked up along the way which helped us grow. However, with online classes, it’s just a simple click of the send button to submit your requirement, then off to finish a new one again. It’s tiring. There’s no pat in the back from your friends and no more dinners with them once you’ve all finished a difficult task. If only I knew that on that bright and sunny day of March 1, everything would go spiralling into hell and that would be my last day in the University grounds, I would have cherished it and not take it for granted. Unfortunately, we don’t know when we’ll be going back to school or if we’re ever going back. Amidst all these uncertainties about life, there is only one thing that I’m certain of: I love University life so much, and I’d give anything to come back home once again.

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Rochelle Clores Jun 27, 2020

"Why it's okay not to be okay"

Life is a roller-coaster ride. Sometimes, we're on the lowest point where we can take this as an opportunity to brace ourselves for the most fun part of the ride. At times, we're on the highest point where we feel overwhelmed because it seems like we are able to do whatever we can at that particular moment---as if we've conquered the world. But we also get worried about what might happen once we feel that we're slowly going back to the ground again. It is inevitable for us humans to experience this kind of ride in our life because it makes the journey much more real, fun, and memorable. So today, we're going to talk about the reasons why it's okay not to be okay.

First, it makes us feel what we have not felt yet. And makes us remember that kind of feeling. Does that make any sense yet? For instance, if you are the type of person who always tops the class or gets good grades, and then one day you got a failing mark or lower than the usual, you might suddenly feel uncomfortable just like how you constantly think of the whys: Why did I get a low score? Why didn't I get the score I wanted? Why did this thing happen? But guess what? That experience is actually a good thing because we can learn something from it and we will be able to experience what it feels like to get a low score. Stated otherwise, how it feels like to fail. Yes, at first we will be uncomfortable with that kind of feeling but once we encounter that kind of situation again, we will be able to say "Nah. That's nothing, I have already experienced that kind of situation already." And you'll be surprised that you're not that kind of girl/guy who feel depressed because of getting a low score.

Second, being not okay makes us reminisce the good times. These lines from the song Let Her Go by Passenger are nearly relatable to the second reason. "Only know you've been high when you're feeling low Only hate the road when you're missing home Only know you love her when you let her go" Isn't it a beautiful message? So, if you're probably depressed, take that time for you to relive the past moments you have; but of course, don't let that sadness take too much of your time and find someone whom you can talk to relieve that feeling.

Third, being not okay let us know who are the people who will be there during our tough times. Those are the best times to know who are the good ones and otherwise. So take that opportunity to know who belongs to this and that. This is also the time where we can learn something from different walks of life and put that into mind.

Fourth, it makes us appreciate and love more the life we have and the people around us (yes, even our enemies). Being in this part of our life of being not okay is one of actually the best part of our life because we will be able to realize how important the people around us are and know their significance in our life. Those who doesn't just care for us or pay attention whatever happens in our life are the people who are also important because they will also give us meaningful lesson that we truly cannot please everyone.

Fifth, being not okay for a while actually makes us become a stronger person.

As said in the Bible verse from Joshua 1:9: "Be strong and courageous; do not be frightened or dismayed, for the Lord, your God is with you wherever you go." Remember that when you're in a hard time, God is actually making a strong foundation for a new chapter in your life and that He has always a plan for you. So don't lose hope and continue reaching your goals in life!

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Ann Fulgado Jun 24, 2020

Dear Tatay,

Until now, I am always asking myself so many questions like: If you did not leave us, how many cups of coffee will you need to make me for my late night study session? Or until what time will you be awake just to accompany me? What rewards will you give me after I surpassed the hell week?

When you were ill, I learned a lot about your medications and what certain foods you should avoid. I really loved taking care of you and how you inspire me that someday, I will be that gorgeous doctor who flaunts her white coat and steth very well. Every time we go in and out of the hospital because of your condition, you have always said to me that maybe this is my early training (kilig naman ako don, Tay).

Tatay, I am currently in my third year in Pharmacy. Thanks to Nanay, she works hard to provide me both of my dream premed course and school. I wish I entered college a little earlier and maybe I could save you from the early call from heaven. I am learning a lot especially about your disease, I wish I could share it with you. I wish you are with me while I buy my Stabilo highlighters because you will be the one who will pay for it. If I ever had a line in heaven, we should practice patient counselling.

It’s been five years, five mundane years without you is really sorrowful. I miss those nights that you will cheer me up and utter, “Galingan mo, ikaw pa yung magpapagaling sa’kin.” This will be my ultimate drive to save other people’s lives because I cannot afford to see another daughter that is mourning for years and silently crying because they cannot even save their own father.

P.S. Your 3-in-1 coffee with kondensada tastes better than any SB beverage! The best!

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Gwyneth Bacani Jun 24, 2020

What to expect during your first year in college

You suddenly don't feel smart as before. "Grabe miss ko na maging magaling sa ginagawa ko. Ngayon kahit anong aral, nakakabobo pa rin. Hanggang marunong lang ako hindi magaling."

I can still remember what my grade 6 teacher said to us, that we all have different timeline, our time to shine. Maybe in gradeschool you were outstanding but not in highschool, you're smart in highschool but not really in college and that's okay! It's normal. I used to be so sure to my ability since I graduated in highschool with flying colors. Not until college happened.

I got culture shocked and I was like woah! university students are surely on a different level. That's why I put a lot of effort in studying because if I don't do that, I'm afraid that I might not be able to catch up. It's okay to be competitive, but don't overdo it.

As we grow up, our social circle becomes bigger and bigger and because of that, we meet different kinds of people. Different kinds of people means different level of intelligence. But that doesn't mean that you are not smart too. You are smart and good enough in your own way. Its just that there will always be more intelligent and more talented than you. All you have to do is to accept it. If all of us have the same level of intelligence and talent, then the world will become boring. Why? Because there will be no element of surprise since all of us possessed the same intelligence and talent, there's nothing new to be anticipated.

You might not realize that at some point, you are smart to others too just like how you feel towards other people. See? All you have to do is to appreciate what you already have but that doesn't mean that you will settle to that. Enrich what you already have. Never stop learning. Have you ever wondered why there will always be better than us? maybe because they should serve as our inspiration to strive harder for our own good just like turning pain into power.

-Gwy June 13, 2020

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Ynah Mojica Jun 23, 2020


You're probably feeling that hate too, right? But please don't.

She hates me for being me. A liar. ”Look, can you please stop saying you’re okay? You’re not!” she’d been yelling at me every time we have time to talk. “I am fine”, is all I can say. Yes. I am fine. .

She hates me for being me. A silent person.

“Why don’t you tell them? Look, all these times, they thought everything is fine for you. They are hurting you already and you’re not telling them. Stop sitting back and remaining silent. You don’t deserve what they’re doing to you.”, she once told me one night. I just shrugged. .

She hates me for being me. Selfless.

“You have nothing left for yourself why are you so stupid! Go on, give them what they deserve but don’t give them everything to the point that you have nothing left with you! What if they leave you? Bringing with them all those you’ve gave them? Bringing with them your life.” She’s shouting again. As usual. “I can just restart my life”, I answered and turned my back to her. . She hates me for being me. Stupid. “You know they’re cheating on you! Why the fuck are you letting them do so? Why are you sitting back? Confront them! For Pete’s sake you are being fooled, and you are aware of that, and seems like you are fucking enjoying it!” I closed my eyes and covered my ears as her loud voice filled the whole room. .

She hates me for being me.

I closed my eyes and let my tears flow like a river. She’s the only person I am holding on to. She’s the only one I expected to understand me and stay with me even though I am like this – a liar, silent person, selfless, and stupid. She’s all I have, yet she hates me. And it hurts. By the way, she is me.

And yeah, she hates me.

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marj carbonel Jun 18, 2020

You'll never go wrong by going back to your passion "your passion, your first love"

It's like time freez when this pandemic came and we're all stuck in our houses finding and experimenting things to kill time. Name all "sparetime hobbies" you know but of course social media is on top of the list. However, instead of surfing on social media for how many hours, experimenting on things that sometimes made you feel frustrated because of unsatisfying result, why don't you consider on reconnecting to your passion, cause' why not. Imagine your younger self doing the thing/s you're once bacame enthusiastic with, don't you see yourself full of enthusiasm? You're engaging yourself to the things you love and having an effective output and working with joy, which is important that you are enjoying what you are doing.

Go, paint whatever your subject is, draw whatever you want, bring back the flame of passion. Go and compose songs, make poems, read books, play guitar, cook, bake, cultivate your garden, grow flowers. You're not doing wrong, one's stopping you, continue what you love to do, redeem yourslef from your first love (your passion). We'll never know maybe now or then, that passion you have may lead you to self improvement, maybe this is a step for us that life made to launch you to the future we dream of, or lead us to the environment we may fit in in the future and be an individual which is more effective, flexible and responsible.

You'll never go wrong by going back to your passion, its just like going back to basic style when you're tired of experimenting, heading back home after a tiring errands and specially, going back to your first love (passion).

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When my plans do not work as I want them to... I am at the point of my life where everything confuses me. Things are making me question if I took the right course and chose the right path. I see that my friends are at the peak of their passion, while I'm still unsure about the things I am pursuing, partly because I think there is nothing I am good at, it makes me feel insecure and anxious if I could become that person that I planned to be or about what kind of future will come for me.

When I plan to try something in order for me to know myself more, such as discovering hobbies where I can also be good at, they seem to not work for me. I tried writing, I tried painting but it felt like I was just forcing myself. I do not excel at anything and it makes me worry about what or who would I be.

And it's exhausting. However, I am grateful that even in the midst of confusion and anxiety, there is a hope that comforts me. In Jeremiah 29:11, the Lord declared 'For I know the plans I have for you, plans to prosper you and not to harm you. Plans to give you hope and a future.' When anxiety comes crashing over me, I trust the Lord. I trust that never He will leave and forsake me (Deuteronomy 31:8). And His promises casts my anxieties away. He knew me from the beginning and He has plans for me. My life is in His hands, and I am at the safest place where I can be. I surrender my plans, even when things do not go as I want them to. It's not just about what I plan to be or to do, but it's the will of the Lord that matters and shall prevail. His ways are higher than my ways, and His thoughts than my thoughts (Isaiah 55:9). God's plans are even greater than mine, and never did God fail those who trusted Him.

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Katherine Go 2 days ago

Cold Food

The most thrilling and delightful moment of any school day is opening up your baon during breaks. There is always so much excitement in unveiling your homemade meal and snacks housed inside matching heat-insulating containers. Because preparing packed meals is an age-old tradition of showing parental love, loved ones pour effort into curating a nutritious meal accompanied by a selection of side dishes, desserts, and beverages daily; it reminds us that we are being taken care of, even from far away.

Baon plays a significant role in a Filipino childhood. Almost every Filipino child comes to school with baon made especially for them by their parents or household helpers. Even Filipinos in the labor force continue to bring baon for varying reasons: to save money, recycle leftovers, cater to personal taste, or attend to special needs. Nonetheless, eating your baon is a heart-warming experience that allows Filipinos to bring a piece of home along with them wherever they go.

Even other cultures practice making packed lunch. In Japan, mothers create bento--Japanese meals in partitioned boxes. Because of the popularity of bento, trends have emerged, such as the Kyaraben, or character-themed bento. Naturally, Japanese parents and students began competing for who had the cutest and tastiest bento, and this is similar to what I have witnessed in my own childhood. I remember seeing my classmates sharing their snacks and lunches. They would compare and boast about their parents' or yayas’ cooking. In my case, I never had the chance to join in the competition or indulge in homemade cooking. Up until this day, I have never brought any baon to school.

For a long time, I envied others. As trivial or petty as it may seem, not having baon became a problem for my grade school self. During that time, I had to sit in a separate cafeteria away from my friends because the kids who bought food were assigned to sit elsewhere. You could consider me spoiled, but I wanted to experience something most kids did. I had food at home, so what made it so hard to bring some with me to school?

Now that I am on my final year in high school I have come to realize the benefits of purchasing my own food. Since I spent on food everyday, I learned to budget my allowance at a young age. Over the years, I learned to practice self-control whenever I wanted to eat more greasy fries and drink sweetened beverages. I have tasted the strangest viands at the school cafeterias, and I have repeatedly satiated myself over my latest delicious discoveries. Despite the struggles, I am thankful that I have never had baon because of what I have learned. Not to mention, I never had to experience eating cold food.

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