UPd - University of PUTANGINAANGHIRAPMAGENLIST, Diliman
The day before yesterday, I had intended to start my Jamie is going to UP F'realz blog series with an entry talking about my first day of enlistment. During the hours in between finding out I have no more slots, lining up, running from one point of the Faculty Center, to CAL and back again, I was making mental notes of the mini-epiphanies I made along the way.
Instead, I am now really cranky and still really not-enrolled.
Tuesday was extremely productive so back then I was still pretty hopeful. I finished getting both GEs and my PE subjects, picked out a place to live, made a friend, and managed to collapse in the car afterward. All I needed to do was get my Form 5a signed and approved by my adviser and, I'm assuming, I was free to shell out my wtf-is-this-public-school!?-it's-still-pretty-expensive-you-assholes-stop-insisting-I'm-bracket-A-do-you-want-proof-of-my-poverty-I'll-write-you-a-blog-post-with-cuss-words tuition fee, take my ID picture, and relax.
Wednesday, my mother insisted I stay at home because the car was coding and the alternative Bulok Car would suck up too much gas on the way to QC. Thinking I didn't have much left to do, I agreed. The chain of awful events starts here.
Earlier this morning, I went to FA, confident of my filled up Form 5a. The Admin lady then crushed my hopes and dreams by saying that I had enlisted for an elective, not a GE, for my SSP subject.
Number of times people have said Welcome To UP in a sad, Oh Sorry Dear That's Just How It Is But You Know You Love Us tone since beginning of enlistment process: 5
I rushed to cancel my class only to find that the lines for Philo were long and Philo 1, 10, and 11 were full. Geog 1 - Full. I lined up for Kasaysayan 2, saying So What If I Have A Limited Tagalog Vocabulary My Accent Will Go Right Under Everyone's Radars.
I was worried. I didn't know if they had any sections left that will fit in my schedule. It was hot. The line was long. I was freaking out. And then.
The power went out.
Two hours later, registration for the day was cancelled.
What will happen if I don't have enough units?
What if the adviser doesn't sign my Form 5a?
What if I've fucked everything up so badly that every thing I've worked for to get to this point will be useless?
I AM SO PISSED OFF. I hope this will all be worth it.
Instead, I am now really cranky and still really not-enrolled.
Tuesday was extremely productive so back then I was still pretty hopeful. I finished getting both GEs and my PE subjects, picked out a place to live, made a friend, and managed to collapse in the car afterward. All I needed to do was get my Form 5a signed and approved by my adviser and, I'm assuming, I was free to shell out my wtf-is-this-public-school!?-it's-still-pretty-expensive-you-assholes-stop-insisting-I'm-bracket-A-do-you-want-proof-of-my-poverty-I'll-write-you-a-blog-post-with-cuss-words tuition fee, take my ID picture, and relax.
Wednesday, my mother insisted I stay at home because the car was coding and the alternative Bulok Car would suck up too much gas on the way to QC. Thinking I didn't have much left to do, I agreed. The chain of awful events starts here.
Earlier this morning, I went to FA, confident of my filled up Form 5a. The Admin lady then crushed my hopes and dreams by saying that I had enlisted for an elective, not a GE, for my SSP subject.
Number of times people have said Welcome To UP in a sad, Oh Sorry Dear That's Just How It Is But You Know You Love Us tone since beginning of enlistment process: 5
I rushed to cancel my class only to find that the lines for Philo were long and Philo 1, 10, and 11 were full. Geog 1 - Full. I lined up for Kasaysayan 2, saying So What If I Have A Limited Tagalog Vocabulary My Accent Will Go Right Under Everyone's Radars.
I was worried. I didn't know if they had any sections left that will fit in my schedule. It was hot. The line was long. I was freaking out. And then.
The power went out.
Two hours later, registration for the day was cancelled.
What will happen if I don't have enough units?
What if the adviser doesn't sign my Form 5a?
What if I've fucked everything up so badly that every thing I've worked for to get to this point will be useless?
I AM SO PISSED OFF. I hope this will all be worth it.