Happy days are here again (but not for long, I bet)
Hell month has just begun, but at least it had a good start. At Lit class today, my professor told us she’d be giving back the last essay we wrote. She commended us for doing very good jobs on this one, but being the pessimist that I am I thought to myself, “Okay. I’ll be lucky if I get a 25 or a 26 (out of 30) on this one. I wonder if what I wrote made any sense at all!” I sat there, staring into space, barely paying attention to my prof when she said that she’d be giving out the papers of those who had the highest scores first.
“Okay, the one who got the highest grade is Lauren. She got a 29 out of 30. Very good!”
It took a moment for her words to sink in and when they did, my eyes widened. I stood up and went over to the front in autopilot; I was so numb from the shock. Wow. I never thought I’d live to see the day where I’d get the highest score for an essay in Lit class! 
Sometimes I feel like the dumbest person in there because whenever I recite in class, I never seem to make any sense. I must admit that I’m a little intimidated by my English blockmates because they’re all so smart. But seeing that I got higher than anyone else in class, I guess this means that I’m just as smart as them. 
I got my Filipino essay back too and was a little disappointed when I saw that my prof gave me a B for it. When I asked her what the numerical equivalent of a B is, she told me it was between 82-86. “But don’t worry,” she added. “B is a pretty high grade.” Well yeah, considering that I’m really bad at Filipino and my prof is very stingy when it comes to giving out grades. I added three more pages to that overnight, and I didn’t even have those edited. So I guess a B isn’t so bad. (Thanks again to Victor and Monix for helping me out!)
I had lunch with the fam and some of my blockmates at this new restaurant across school called The Old Spaghetti House. It’s a really quaint place, the kind of restaurant I’d like Jason to take me for dinner. Since it opened just last week, the staff was still in the process of testing the waters and warned us that service might be a little slow. I ordered pesto with roasted chicken on top but since it took forever to arrive, some of my blockmates shared their food with me, which was really nice of them. The pasta was delicious; I am definitely going to come back again, and by then I hope the service has improved! For dessert, the girls and I shared fried spaghetti (not like real spaghetti; it tasted like churros) with strawberries and cream on top. That was really good too.
But by the time the food got there, we were already late for our next class, an audit course called INTACT (Introduction to Ateneo Culture). I had to alternate between wolfing down my pesto and the dessert, which really sucks because I like to take my time with desserts so I could completely savor its sweetness and flavor. I must have looked like a total pig too. Thank God the guys didn’t really care and the girls that were around aren’t the superficial type who have to be made-up and pretty 24/7.
INTACT was boring, as always; I wish we didn’t have to take that class. We were let out early though, and while my blockmtes were standing in the middle of the hallway deciding what to do, I suggested that we hang out at our new bench. So that’s what we did for the next half hour, until someone from the administration told us that we can’t stay there unless we smoke. They’re trying to implement the restricted smoking area rule now, and that’s why it’s important that we vacate those benches. Argh. Goddamn stupid no-smoking rule! The fam decided to just veg out at the caf, and since all I’ve been doing the past couple of days is eat, I went to the gym.
I think it’s really good that I’m bonding with my blockmates more now. I still have yet to develop a real connection with them though. They’re nice and all, but I just can’t see myself telling them about my thoughts and feelings and stuff. Yet. Offline, I’m not really a very open person. It just feels so weird and kind of egoistic when I talk about myself to my friends, and I guess I’m scared they might not want to be around me when they find out what I really think aout stuff. I used to be very open about myself some years ago, but because most of the people in my high school were narrow-minded cretins, they ostracized me for whatever beliefs I had back then. Then I learned to just shut up and listen to my friends rant about whatever’s on their minds. I guess I’m only comfortable being open about myself to people who think on the same wavelength that I do, and I hope I find them soon. The Internet doesn’t really count because it’s my journal and I think I have every right to be as egoistic as I want to be in here. ;p
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Congrats on the good grades!
I know how you feel about opening up to your friends. It’ll take time, but it’s nice to let go parts of yourself that you hold so close to you.
Hi! I’ve been visiting your blog for a while, and I just read that thing about you getting the highest grade, so I thought I’d say congrats! Way to go - English lit is a hard class to get such a high mark in, for anyone! Markers can be really subjective!
cheers! 
yay! *does a little dance for Lauren* It’s nice to get good news after having such a crummy time with grades (I just found out that my math grade went up from a C to the highest in my class-weee!).
Really? Whoa. That’s awesome!
I wish that would happen to me…I really need a high grade for math if I want to pass!
Thanks.
My Lit prof is easy to get along with and she gives pretty high grades to everyone. But this is the first time I got the *highest*. 
Thanks!
Yeah, maybe with time I’ll be more comfortable about opening up to them. 
not bad… not bad at all… i always knew you were a writer! sayang! perfect na sana! hehehe
bt seriously, amazing job!!
naks! im happy for you for all those things you’re currently happy for ;p. basta if you need help in filipino, just tell me. you just need a little brushing up in grammar, and just like what i do, always keep an eng-fil dictio with you
Chris!! Hi! You remembered me. ;p How’s Boston U? Grabe, it’s been weeks and not a single email from you. ;p
Congrats on the grade!
Oh you also have that kind of subject (INTACT)…we had something like that too — ORIENT1. Quite boring, since they basically told us almost everything during the orientation…except for the specializations part. hehe. anyhoos.
i can see why you’d get such excellent grades on your written work! =D very cute journal. made my way here from rbj.
well… i kinda forgot your e-mail add. can you just e-mail it to me at my hotmail account?? thanks!
yeah, as is!
Um, do you, like, know someone named Paolo Rodriguez? He’s, like, a friend of mine. I heard he studies there. But I’m not sure, so…but I think you two would really, you know, get along. Yeah. Riiight.
I dunno who he is… There are like, a million Paolos in Ateneo!
Maybe it’d help if you tell me what course he’s taking up?
Thanks.
All righty.
I swear, that essay couldn’t have been made without my English-Tagalog dictionary! Which is unfortunately too big to carry around.
what year is he in? i think i know him. he’s my blockmate.