Woke up to a world that I am not a part of

Thank God for Club Activity Days. Because of that, we missed our last two subjects and a Physics and P.E. long test. Yeah. It was such a big relief because I didn’t study enough for them last night. All I did was just stare at my notes, hoping that I would remember at least some of them, and then put off memorizing them for as long as I could. I swear, I must have the worst study habits in the world. I can’t believe that in spite of the fact that I can be such a bum, I made it to three of the universities I applied to. Patsy thinks it’s cool how me, her and Kriya never really stress over quizzes and homework, but manage to get above average grades. I thought about what she said, and in spite of the fact that I’m not exactly the most popular girl in school, at least I was able to somewhat enjoy my high school days. I don’t get how people like my sister can just stay home and study, study, study, and then cry if she gets an almost-failing grade in some minor quiz or something. Failing sucks, I know, but there’s really nothing you can do about it anymore. Your class rank might slip one notch or two, but it’s not going to kill you or earn you rejection letters or what. I think honor students need to lighten up a little. Or maybe studying is their passion, and locking themselves in their rooms to study the properties of protozoans is their idea of fun. Whatever.

I swear–if people find me snobby, they oughtta hang out with Patsy and Kriya. Now they are the real elitists. We were talking about college awhile ago and I said that I wanted to pass U.P. just so I could say I made it to all the universities I applied to. And then Patsy was like, “Hay naku, I hope I fail my U.P. You will never, ever catch me studying there. I really, really don’t think I can handle the crowd!” (But she hangs out with Bosconians. Even I find it difficult to get along with them.)

Kriya rolled here eyes. “Yeah, me too. Talk about a waste of time. I swear, I don’t think I can survive among all those jologs. If I end up going to U.P. I’d rather stay a loner than mingle with them.”

Both of them want to go to UAP because of the A-class crowd and the awesome location and the fact that you get your masters degree after five years. They even kind of said that the crowd in Ateneo is deteriorating (Oh save me, more jologs!), and that UAP is the place to be because even Ateneans–and quite a lot of them, too–are transferring there.

Whatever.

If there’s one thing I really can’t stand about the Philippines (or rather, Filipino society/culture/whatever), it’s how people judge you by the school you go to. It’s so freaking stupid! So what if you go to a school with an A-class crowd? That doesn’t guarantee you success in life. I know I can be really snobby sometimes. But never like that. The more I think of our conversation earlier this afternoon, the more I hope I get accepted to Sarah Lawrence. No more of this class discrimmination bullshit in New York. And so what if I might be the only Asian in there? I’ll be able to handle racial slurs. Anyone who makes a racial joke around me gets a kick in the nuts. Or a slap in the face. But seriously–racial jokes will probably be easier to handle than all this jologs this, jologs that crap.

How I wish I could get away from it all.

It’s been a while since I’ve seen the ocean

I dislike current events in all its form because they are a surefire way to get me depressed. Nothing good is ever in the news–just a whole lot of scandals about stupid humans who screw up their lives and the lives of millions of others. However, there was this one news item from a small tabloid that had me–and all the seniors at my school–practically jumping for joy.

It said there that our previous school nurse (who got fired in the middle of the last year) sued our nun principal because the nun claimed that the nurse faked her papers and wasn’t really a nurse. The nun also said a lot of un-Christian things to the nurse in front of the entire faculty during one meeting. The nurse got pissed and left, but none of us thought that she would actually take our principal to court until early this morning.

The hearing was held at 1 p.m. today, but nobody knows what happened. Naturally, we were all totally celebrating because nobody likes the principal much. She’s way too uptight and spends so much money on things like landscaping and shit, instead of improving more important things, such as the one and only bathroom shared by students from third grade until fourth-year high. And who knows–if things get bad, she might even get removed from her position. Summer could come very early this year. Of course, that was all just wishful thinking. She’ll probably just pay damages and get out of the whole mess without as much as a scratch. Oh well. It’s hardly the headlines, but at least my school is getting some publicity.

Another piece of good news I got is that my cousins from San Francisco are coming here on April! Yeah. We’ll all be going to Cebu for a week or so, and I can’t wait. I’ve only been away from it for two years, but I already miss the beaches in Cebu very much.

We’re at war until we’re free

Okay, I just set a date on Friday afternoon. Well it’s not exactly a date, but I made plans to see The Ring (Japanese version) with Annie, Kapst and Glaiza after school. I haven’t gone to the mall with them in ages, and I think it’s about time I did. I haven’t really been hanging around with them much since junior year. When I’m around them, they sometimes share all these inside jokes, which makes me feel that I don’t really belong since I’m not in their barkada to begin with. I swear, high school barkadas can be even more exclusive than posh country clubs. It doesn’t really happen anymore, but I remember during seventh grade and my early high school years, everyone else stuck to their own little clique. Like they’d catch some sort of virulent disease if they hung out with anyone else. But setting that aside, Annie, Kapst and Glaiza are good company and I kind of miss being with them. So I’m going.

In a little while I am going to study for a Filipino long test about the first two chapters of El Filibusterismo. I want to do good in this test for my ego’s sake and besides, who doesn’t want to get high grades? Anyway, I still need to submit my report card to Ateneo upon enrollment. They might turn me down if my grades are too low.

On the other hand, the Iraqis might blow up the world with their nuclear weapons and I don’t see the point of getting a high grade in that long test if we’re all going to die anyway.