Anawim is still doodling. :p
I have been posting my stuff at my multiply site for months already. Unless I change my mind, I won’t be blogging here anymore. (I realized that Friendster blog is not interactive, and it’s less easy to manage.) So if you wanna know what’s up with me, or if you just wanna make sure that I still exist, then CLICK. Tenchoo. :-*
Uncategorized | Comment (0)Surf now, surf later.
That is: surf net now, surf clothes later.
*sigh*
I will wash clothes later. Tambak na kasi eh. Hahaha! I need exercise, anyway. And when I come to think of it, I kinda miss washing clothes. It has a relaxing effect, you know. (Well, aside from feeling tired after, there’s a sense of fulfillment.) Hahaha. Okay, so am I just making myself feel good? :))
Anyway, today I really planned to attend the ABC challenge in Gabay. But I woke up late (for others, 7 a.m. is early, but for me who has to travel for an hour, and who has to prepare for an hour too, 7 a.m. is so damn late already.)
And upon waking up, I realized that I should have woken up around 3 a.m. to start writing my part for our Junior Seminar Paper. Whew. It should have been easy for me. All in all, I would write 6 pages: 2.5 pages for the Theoretical and Conceptual Framework, 2.5 pages for the Review of Related Literature, and 1 page for the Definition of Terms. Sisiw lang, dude, right?
But no.
Philosophically speaking, lumulutang ako ngayon sa konsepto, at kung hindi ako makaahon agad, feeling ko malulunod na ako.
You see, my part is in Psychology.
Okay, I like Psych. Kaya nga track ko yun, di ba? 
Pero ang hirap kasi eh. Our topic is about the selected television commercials of winning and losing senatorial candidates during the May 2007 elections. Sounds fun, right? Ma’am Guevara liked it. I thought I like it too. Of course, I still like it. (I have always wondered why Pichay lost while Trillanes won. I have a theory: baduy talaga si Pichay. Jowk. Isa siyang malaking jowk.)
But it is only now (these past few days actually) that the gravity of psychology concepts started to weigh down on me. Darn! Communication concepts are less complicated, though they may be more technical. Videostyle Theory. Propaganda. Political Advertising. Hay…
Anyway, the theories and concepts I was planning to use for Psychology were Information Processing and Choice.
Information Processing is too broad. And it belongs to Cognitive Psychology, which I don’t really fancy. Choice belongs to Social Psychology. Fine. I like Social Psychology though I haven’t taken it up yet. The problem is that we haven’t discussed Choice in my previous Psych classes. And though I have been making choices all my life, I haven’t seen it as a psych process. Oh well, there’s always a first time for everything, right? Great. (Sarcastic mode.)
At any rate, I am really looking forward to finishing my 6-page part. But I dread writing it. So help me God.
*sigh*
So I guess washing clothes will be a great diversion. That is, after I finish posting this cathartic blog entry.
Uncategorized | Comment (0)Shoot.That.Ball.
Intense.
It was crowded in the cafeteria. People were really fired up. The Ateneo players were hot. And the game was a close call.
I was really so damn happy that ADMU won versus DLSU by 3 points (80-77)! ^_^
Medyo nakaka-badtrip nga lang ung TV sa caf, may topak, kaya hindi namin nakita kung paano nag-struggle ang La Salle during the last seconds of the overtime–to no avail. Oookay, I don’t hate La Salle, ah. Loyal lang talaga ako sa aking pinakamamahal na school.
It was really nice to watch the game. I thought I wouldn’t be able to watch it coz we have 430-730 PSY110 class. Good thing, Ma’am Lolarga dismissed us early enough to be able to catch the last quarter of the game.
As Jo commented, it was quite funny to see Atenistas screaming, cheering, and cursing at the top of their lungs as if they were really watching live in Araneta Coliseum. You should have seen us! If I weren’t an Atenean, I would have laughed at how pathetic we looked and sounded. But that’s life–and when the game’s intense, you just can’t help but lose yourself with the crowd. (Yeah right, I was screaming too. Wala sa face ko noh? Hahaha!)
Another weird thing about Ateneans is their avid fondness for Chris Tiu. Every girl (and gay and guy) likes Chris Tiu. When it was his turn to shoot the ball, we would cheer for him as soon as his cute, close-up face appeared in the screen. Kim even said that even if he wouldn’t be able to shoot the ball, she would still clap for him. Awwww, how touching. Other basketball players were not treated with the same admiration. Hay, ang astig kasi talaga niya eh.
Anyway, it was really a fitting ending to Ateneans’ day. But I also feel for La Sallistas. May nakasabay ako sa LRT pauwi na mga La Sallistas, and one guy was saying how exhausted he’s been, and if La Salle had won, he wouldn’t feel so bad cutting classes to watch the game. Sad noh? Gosh, I would feel the same way had I been in his shoes. Good thing Ateneo won. Woohoo.
At any rate, it’s nice that La Salle is back. Perhaps they deserved their suspension. Nag-cheat sila, di ba? C’est la vie. Time to move on. Sana makabawi sila. I wish them luck. But I am really praying for Ateneo. Siyempre, loyal dapat. :))
Hay, now more than ever, I am really proud to be an Atenista. Iba kasi ung feeling that you’re part of the winning community. Even though I am a mere spectator, and even if I am not really into sports like basketball, nakakatuwa lang isipin na nanalo ung school ko. Sabi nila, win or lose, it’s the school we choose. But when the school wins, the statement is an expression of a triumphant and gloating joy–not bitter and defiant losing argument.
Yikee.
Ateneo! OneBigFight! Aja! ^_^
Again…Congrats Ateneo! 
Yey! Welcome back, La Salle!
Ang funny naman. :p
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Blogging Degree
From Go-Quiz.com
Medyo totoo ‘to. Mahilig nga raw kasi ako mag-blog, mag-comment (sa
sariling blog entry, at sa mga blog na binibisita ko), at mag-rant
(optimistic ako kadalasan, pero hindi ko maiwasan minsan na lumabas ang
pagiging sarcastic ko, hindi ko mapigilan ang mag-punchline).
But I beg to disagree (Mrs. Peñaranda’s tone!): ‘pag nag-comment ako, more often than not, nagpapakilala naman ako. Hindi ako anonymous. Ana-nymous, pare. 
At hindi ako psychotic, as far as I know. 
At hindi ako sooooperdooooper addicted sa blogging. For your info, may mas malala pa sa akin. 
(Peace!) Sinasamantala ko lang na hindi pa gaanong busy sa iskul, at marami pa akong panahong mag-blog. 
Saya noh?
Cge, happy blogging!
Pinoy Youth: Unplugged
"It is surreal to have all the free time in the world."
That was my shout-out a few days ago. It perfectly describes my summer. No summer class, lotsa free time, and it just felt surreal.
Before you start saying how profoundly articulate I am (I’m not.), here’s a disclaimer: that’s not my quote! Got that one from Youngblood3.
What’s Youngblood?
- it’s the voice of the youth, proclaiming what makes ‘em tick, what keeps ‘em alive and kickin’
- it’s a column in the editorial section of the Philippine Daily Inquirer
- it is a book compiling the best Youngblood entries ever published in the PDI
- it already has three editions
- Ana loves it. ü
Aside from Rain Reyes’s "Dream Job", from which I quoted my shout-out, another essay I particularly like in the compilation is Jonas Soltes’s "Different".
As what I commented Mr. Jonas Soltes’s Friendster profile:
"Like you, I’ve always wanted and decided to be different. But after
reading what u wrote, I realized that there are people MORE different
than I am!"
That’s what I like about Youngblood. Aside from learning things about humanity and my fellow-youth (and being my reservoir of quotable quotes), it is comforting to realize that there are other people who share the same qualities, ideologies and aspirations.
My English 12 teacher, Ma’am Reyes, said that of all genres, she dreads to read reflection papers. Indeed, many people wouldn’t wanna read writings and rantings and musings of other people. Few people really read blog. Sometimes, I get the same feeling too. But perhaps because of my inquisitive nature, because of my youthful idealism, because of my desire to learn what other people has to say, and because Youngblood entries are really engaging to read, I can’t help but love it!
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"Here are the voices of Generation Next, young people, the twentysomethings who will either save the world or destroy it. Amid all the expectations and anticipation, they live their lives and now, through the groundbreaking Philippine Daily Inquirer column, speak in resounding tomes. Listen to their joys, pains and most of all, their dreams."
- The Best of Youngblood
"Stay tuned to the evolution of a generation coming off the compelling success of the first Youngblood book, the unstoppable voices of our young gain greater momentum in this second volume. Gathering the best essays from the years 1997 and 1998 of the trendsetting Philippine Daily Inquirer column, this book takes the twentysomething’s struggle to dream and live to the next level. This is Youngblood 2.0. Accept no substitutes."
- Youngblood 2.0
"Logging on from the pages of the Philippine Daily Inquirer, Youngblood3 is in the house, fully loaded with the best essays from 1999 to 2004 in the most concentrated Youngbloos package yet. Bear witness as a generation continues its evolution, wired faster to dream higher. This is the Filipino youth at their most honest and most eloquent. Here is your password. Here are the messages that matter from the newspaper that started it all. Youngblood3 is the young Filipino–unplugged."
- Youngblood 3
school updates in old-school diary format. ü
I miss the written journal format of my childhood days. I would always start with "Dear Diary" and end with the promise that I’ll be back soon. It’s different when writing a journal entry in paper. It’s much more personalized and more private compared with typing blog entries. I have destroyed my diaries because I thought I sucked at writing at that time, and also because I wanted to forget embarrassing things that have happened before and the shortcomings I have had. So much for conscious repression of memories! Such a pity. Good thing I saved some entries. Anyway, I still have a journal I write on once a year, but I don’t start my entries with the childish "Dear Diary" anymore. And that’s what I miss–the feeling of being a child engrossed on letting her thoughts and feelings out, not caring about syntax and grammar and other people’s perception when they read her work. So let me regress…
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Dearest Blog,
Last thursday, I met my two new professors.
1
Soledad Reyes.
My subject? IS161.1–Special Topics in Philippine Literature:
Representation of Otherness in Film and Literature. Woohoo. How
specific can a course title be, right? How interesting. Indeed, the
course is something to forward to! And Ma’am Soledad? She knows what
she’s talking about.
Ate Ekai, an orgmate, warned me that she talks funny. And I found
out that this is true. The content of her speech is not funny, but her
delivery just makes her student smile. Benta ung jokes! Even though
she’s discussing serious matters (i.e. hard-core reality of society
like poverty and GMA and dirty politics), she manages to talk about it
in a light way.
Ma’am Soledad’s famous quote goes: "Ilang taon na ba siya?"
(referring to Sara Geronimo). It really generated a lot of good-natured
laughter during Gabay super planning. :p
See? Not only is Ma’am Soledad funny (in a good way. it’s a
compliment.), she’s really good ah. On our first meeting, she pointed
out what kind of "otherness" will be tackled in class. She said that we
will discuss the "others" in society: the marginalized–the poor, the
masses, the madwoman, the likes of "Dr. Jekylle and Mr. Hyde", the homosexual. How cool can that be?
I was particularly disturbed yet thrilled with Dr. Jekylle and Mr.
Hyde. It’s a novel we are required to read during the semester. I
haven’t read it before. And frankly, I have a vague idea about it. I
thought it was like Frankenstein, which I haven’t read or watched
either. Anyway, when she said that it’s about having two strikingly
different sides in a person (i.e. good and bad), I was excited ‘coz I
realized that I can definitely use what I have learned in my Psychology
classes. In fact, our first reading is on Classical Pyschoanalysis.
Welcome back, Freud. (Oh dear Freud, your thoughts are really
provoking! But I can’t help but feel that you made a lot of sense.)
During our first meeting also, I came to admire her prowess in
teaching. I have already learned a lot from that meeting! And I’m
excited on the things I would be learning on our next class sessions.
One of the things that really stuck is this:
Q: What’s the similarity among the heroes–from the Achilles of the old days, to Superman of the modern age?
A: They all have a mysterious past.
Ang galing noh? How true. I don’t know about my blockmates, but it was a lightbulb moment for me. :-B
One more thing I like about her is that she would not force us to
recite. But with the curiosity and the insights she inspire, I am not
sure if I would be able to hold back. Woohoo, may ganung factor? :))
Anyway, moving on…
2
Ma’am Lolarga.
(I am not sure with the spelling.) She is our professor for PSY110:
Industrial Psychology with Group Dynamics. She’s nice. The moment she
entered the room, she smiled brightly at us. She has a rather soft
voice–but that would be no problem if our class would just shut up and
listen attentively, right? So help us God. Anyway, lessons are just
half part of the course. Group dynamics are also a vital component, and
being naturally nice, I guess she would be just fine. She reminds me
of Mom. I don’t know. Perhaps she just exudes that motherly aura.
So far, my semester looks fine. I only have two more professors to meet.
Though I like the idea of feeling that I am still on the vacation mode, I am pretty excited to learn a lot of things!
Yippeeeee!
Signing off and promising to be back…soon,
Ana ü
another ana mayor. ö
One day, just for fun, I searched my
name in Friendster. Lo and behold–there were two Ana Mayor’s! I
thought my name was unique. That explains why a person named RoseAnn, who I don’t know, added me as a friend and even gave me a testimonial. She must have mistook me for that other Ana Mayor. Though I wanted my name to be unique, I am really happy to meet another human with the same name as me.
I even commented on her page:
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Ana Posted 30/04/2007 11:27 hi! |
And she messaged back:
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| Date: | localDateTimewithTimezone(”6/13/2007 7:24 PM”,”timetag1″,”PH”);Thursday, 14 June, 2007 10:24 AM |
| Subject: | e0w! |
| hi..i recieved ur comment.. kmusta nMn same nga tau ng name..pr0 me MARY ung name q..and i have a twin sister. hmm its nice 2mit u ana =). nga pla how did u find me? heheh prang naintriga q bgLa..take care po! |
I replied, and she replied too:
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| Date: | localDateTimewithTimezone(”6/15/2007 8:38 PM”,”timetag1″,”PH”);Saturday, 16 June, 2007 11:38 AM |
| Subject: | Re: e0w! |
| h!.. heheH sya nmn nun.. my teacher on my grades school b4 always called maria, c0z it fits dw my name..kea twg nya sken maria ana..hehe! enwei! tga visayas din my both parents, sa aklan nmn po cla.. =) |
Ciempre nilagay ko talaga dito eh, noh? Wala lang. Nakakatuwang trivia lang. :p
bumalik siya, parang si macarthur.
MAC
ART
HUR
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Droga. Juvenile delinquency. Bakada-han. Pamilya. Kahirapan. Korupsyon. Krimen.
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"I don’t wanna be a spoiler but I heard some
rumors that "MacArthur" is about Drugs, Family and it’s still about our
culture or way of living like his past books (e.g. Abnkkbsnplko, Bakit
baligtad etc.). I also heard that if in his other books the vulgar
words were presented by or with some asterisks (e.g. Sh*t) this time
Bob Ong presented those words asterisks free."
- Timawa, http://timawa.i.ph/blogs/timawa/index.php?tag=bob+ong
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"Anong libro ang huling binasa mo?"
Tanong ni Sir Tolentino kanina.
Sinulat ko sa index card: Bob Ong’s MacArthur.
Uu. Sa wakas, nabasa ko na. Bumili ako ng kopya ko last week sa NBS Recto. Pero dahil may LSAT, hindi ko pa nabasa. Nakalahati ko lang. Sad noh?
Anyway, kaninang umaga, nagising ako ng alas kwatro. Natulog ako uli. Nagising ako ng alas singko, natulog ako uli. Makalipas ang dalawampung minuto, nag-alarm ang cell phone. Owkie, limang minuto pa. Owkie, five more minutes? Owkie, niloloko ko na lang sarili ko. Kaya bumangon ako, tumulala, nahiga uli, napatingin sa libro sa ibabaw ng gabundok na kalat sa mesang maalikabot, at kinuha ang MacArthur. Shoot. Natapos ko in less than an hour. Just in time to prepare for school. :))
Maganda? Owkie lang. Nakatatawa? Owkie lang. Worth reading? Depende sa’yo.
Sabi nga ni Cez, maraming Ka-BobO ang nagsabi na parang hindi si Bob Ong ang nagsulat ng libro. Ganun din ang naramdaman ko nung una. Lalo na nung nasa kalagitnaan na ako. Parang nakatatamad. Medyo pamilyar na kasi ako sa mga tauhan. Ordinaryong tao lang sila na ginawang di-ordinaryo sa libro. Pero aaminin ko, BobOng-na-BobOng ang ending ng istorya! May punto siya. Hindi nga lang madaling makita. Pero meron. Meron! Ang galing ng plot. It got dragging at times. The conversations were sometimes not-easily-understood because of a lot of street slang and curses. But the whole thing is beautiful in its silent coherence.
Hindi lang siguro tayo sanay sa ganitong genre. Hindi ‘to random and feel-good criticisms tulad ng Bakit Baliktad Magbasa ng Libro ang mga Pilipino. Hindi ‘to allegorical fable tulad ng Alamat ng Gubat. Allegory ‘to. Pero closer to reality. (And reality either sucks, or sucks the hell outta yah–or whatever.)
Nakasasalamuha ko sina Noel, Cyrus, Voltron, at ang iba pang barkada nila sa pang-araw-araw kong buhay–sa mga tambay sa kanto na nadaraanan ko, sa mga nakasasabay at natatanaw ko sa jeepney, sa mga nasasaksihan ko sa balita, sa ilang kapitbahay naming tila nabubuhay na lamang para mabuhay.
Matapos basahin ang libro, I felt really really disturbed.
Realidad ‘to, men.
Masaklap. Nakaiinis. Nakalulungkot…
Ganito siguro ang gustong iparamdam ni Bob Ong sa mga mambabasa?
That’s Bob Ong for yah.
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MacArthur.
Bakit MacArthur? Dahil bumalik si Noel.
Ayun ang pinaka-obvious na explanation.
But something tells me there’s more than that…
Pero, solve na muna ako sa sagot na yun. I’ll analyze it some other time, when the disturbance has subsided. :-B
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"sabi ni Machiavelli: The end justifies the means
"Mga
bata pa kayo. Pag pinaniwalaan namin kayong hindi kayo naglalaro ng
tubig kahit na basang-basa ang mga damit ninyo, kayo ang niloloko
namin. HIndi kayo ang nakakapanloko." - Mang Justo
maganda ang istorya. may mga unresolved issues lang feeling ko.
hindi
ko siya maitutring na eye opener kasi matagal na akong mulat sa
ganitong klaseng sitwasyon ng ating bansa. pero yung linya ni mang
justo ang madalas kong gamitin kapag may bago akong kakilala. lalo na
yung mga paimpress bigla. animo’y guwagawa kaagad ng ingay.
masasabi
kong napaigting ng librong ito ang kahalagahan ng edukasyon. edukasyon
hindi bilang obligasyon, nakakatamad at walang maitutulong ngunit -
edukasyon bilang isang masaya at ka-aya ayang proseso. kaya kakaunti na
lang ang kabataan satin ang nakakaintindi na "learning is a [continuous]
process." frustrating pero yun ang mas totoo kaysa sa shabu, nakawan at
patayan sa libro."
- soozmax, 6/6/2007 15:28 PM, http://www.rojo.com/feed/oep9BOqCx0GdCnJQ?m=1
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MAC
ART
HUR
i shall return.
Uncategorized | Comment (0)share lang.
Let’s do the funk, let’s do the first day funk! Whoa. Junior na ‘ko. Actually, I had only two classes this day.
COM 140. Introduction to Journalism. Cool. And you should have seen our prof! At first I thought she was a female (when I yahoo-ed the name and when I searched for it in Friendster). But it turned out that he was a Mr. Wong. He seems to be very knowledgeable and very prepared. He was the one who gave us our own index cards. (NOTE: We have no class cards. So we just write our personal info and contact details on index cards.) Plus, he TOOK OUR PICTURES to be placed on the index cards! Yeah, he actually had a camera gadget in a tripod set-up in the room before our 8:30 AM class. Beat that. And the introductory discussion was concise and informative and engaging. I am really looking forward to writing and editing and reading and being on the field. One of our activities is that we would be an apprentice of a professional journalist for 8 hours. COOL!
PH 101. Sir Tolentino. He’s so funny! (It’s a compliment.) Super benta ng mga jokes niya! Filipino pala ang Pilosopiya na kinuha ko. How fun. Really. I am excited to express myself in a language I really love to speak. Gamay ko talaga Filipino. Damang-dama. He also gave us tips. He told us not to use, whether in speech or in paper, the following:
1. parang (esp. in a konyo voice, parang "i was like")
2. siya (’pag hindi sa tao tumutukoy)
3. na-realize (pwede naman kasi nalaman, namulat, naisip)
What I like about my two professors is that they both seem challenging educators. I feel like I can really learn something from them.
Tomorrow, two classes uli. Sana owkie. Sana fun.
Here’s to an exhilarating semester ahead. Cheers. (With Pop Cola.)
Post-script. I went to the Registrar’s office to confirm if my grade for COM 105 during the 2nd sem was really changed. You see, my blockmates petitioned for a change of grade coz they felt like they didn’t deserve the grades they got. So Ma’am Ladrido increased the grades of the whole class. Thanks Nic and company. Yey! Na-damay ako. Chalamat. Subra.
How Aisis, How Atenean!
Online Enlistment.
Sounds glamorous?
Well, gee, it was the first time for Ateneo.
And students were complaining: ¡Qué horror!
What happened? What the hell happened? Huh?
Ano nga ba?
Here goes. Read through the freaking end. I did not entirely agree, but I find it really worth reading.
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Breaking News
May 23, 2007
parody as of 6:03:03 PM
Going
with the development of technlogy, the Ateneo community engaged in
online enlisment, the first in Ateneo history. Seniors were subjected
to the relatively untested process of enlisting from any internet
capable computer. As expected though, disaster struck.
Students
were unable to enlist properly, as many were unable to load even the
login page of the AISIS system. Some students who were able to enter to
the enlisment page, were unfortunately suprised that the page could not
load and they were subsequently logged out. Some report that it took
them more than 7 hours just to enlist one subject.
When approached for comment, Ateneo AISIS manager Asa Quayo has this to say:
"
There was an unexpected failure of the server, as people were
connecting to see the schedules for showing of Shrek 3 and Pirates of
the Carribean: At World’s End. Some people were even connecting to
AISIS to reserve seats for Spiderman 3. My God! It’s been open for
weeks, and now these people are just overloading the server."
A
source close to the AISIS System Management and the Enlisment Committee
has said that they were very prepared for the enlisment. They just
weren’t prepared for the failure of enlisment.
Several students
have voiced they’re outcries against the AISIS management and some have
reportedly called the offices to give them a piece of they’re mind,
shouting @$%$@^% at the officers!
Students have lined up as
early as 6 AM at the RSF Computer Laboratory to get computers for
enlisment. When approached, a student said that with the line so long,
he thought it was the line to get tickets for the next UAAP Basketball
Game between Ateneo and La Salle. "Akala ko pila yun sa UAAP, eh yung
iba pinariringgan ko pa nga kasi mga mukhang scalper. Enlistment lang
pala."
Other students flocked internet cafes along Katipunan to
enlist their classes. Saddened with the slow paced loading pages, many
have resorted to play games like DoTA, Counterstrike, O2Jam and the
like. Others have vented out their frustrations by going to Tia
Maria’s, Drew’s and MeatShop as early as 10 AM.
Ate Madz, a
waitress at Drew’s had this to say: "Ngayon lang ako nakaranas ng
ganitong karaming estudyanteng gustong maglasing. Di pa kami napuno ng
ganito. Akala ko nagbagsakan sa mga subject, yun palang enlistment na
yun ang dahilan."
Other students have resolved to dirty tactics
just to heighten their chances of enlisting. Rumors spread that the
enlisment period has been suspended at about 1 PM and would be back 8
AM the next day. Other people have posted "Enlistment Tips" to speed up
the enlistment time like pressing Alt+F4, Clicking the BACK button on
the browser multiple times, and clicking the "Sign Out" link.
Many students have also expressed their dissatisfaction through YM status messages like "AISIS-maryosep."
Most
students though, have accepted their faith of non-enlistment and
abandoned all hope. "Ayoko na, lilipat na lang ako ng La Salle," said
Ignatius of Loyola, as he stood up, took his sword, and left.
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5 stages
1. Anticipation
2. Distraction
3. Frustration
4. Denial
5. Surrender
Stage
1 is characterized by OC-fying with class schedules and back-up class
schedules. At this stage, you are finicky with profs, classrooms and
class times.
Stage 2 is when you find yourself staring at the
progress bar as though it could make the site load any faster. It is
also when you lose your ability to concentrate (in studying for an
Ec113 final exam, for example), checking on the perpetually loading
page every now and then.
Upon reaching Stage 3, you start
cursing Ateneo reg (or Ateneo, in general). You start entertaining the
thought of spending an entire semester with either a set of crappy
professors or a crappy class schedule - or worse, both. From time to
time, you might catch yourself wishing that you were in a different
university.
Stage 4: Despite all the rumors about the
cancellation of online enlistment, even if all your batchmates have
given up, and regardless of whether it’s 2AM, you remain hopeful in
waiting. This is the part where you convince yourself that it’s better
to stick it out for an entire day (or longer) than to spend an entire
semester in regret.
At the final stage… To hell with it.
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Statement from Aisis
Marami na akong pinaasa.
Marami-rami pa ang aking pinapaasa.
Kaya kita pinapaasa kasi alam ko namang hihintayin mo ako.
Tama, diba?
Kahit anong titig mo sa computer monitor, hindi mo ako mamamadali.
Pag sinabihan kang "Ang Aisis mo," alam mo na ang ibig sabihin.
Makupad ka.
At paasa pa.
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Got these entries from http://aisissucks.blogspot.com/. It was well-said. What can you expect from articulate and frustrated Ateneans?
Thank God, I was able to enlist. :p Well, after reading the entries, I wasn’t really sure if I was enlisted for sure… What if my enlistment was denied after all? Gasp. Even though I have confirmed my enlistment, I’m still worried. And I can’t access aisisonline now! Darn. Oh well… Let’s just expect the worst but wish for the best? *Cross fingers*
The system was really slow, but I managed to wait without losing my composure. (oh God, thanks for the gift of patience.) Perhaps the AISIS managers were partly to blame ‘coz they haven’t prepared for an enlistment failure. But then again, fate played its trick. Whew. Oh well. This is the first time, anyway. I hope it would be better next time. I just pray that there would still be Ateneans (who didn’t opt to go to La Salle or other universities just because of a slow enlistment–a shallow and pathetic excuse if i may say) the next time AISIS works out just fine.
Keep cool.
C’est la vie!
Pain and suffering is inevitable. Being miserable is optional.
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