How to end the universe part 2 - THE HARD WAY

August 29th, 2008 • 9 comments Books, College, Emoshitness, Fiction, High School, How to end the universe series, Humor, Narratives, Personal, Pointless
Tags: autistic, bananas, cat speak, College, courses, fucker, Mark Haddon, superhero, The Curious Incident of The Dog in The Night-time

“Life is cruel. Good thing bananas were invented.”

1. Get a banana.
2. Remove the banana peel.
3. Erect the banana.
4. Scream.

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We took the NCAE last Wednesday and since I finished about three hours ahead of my roommates, I spent my spare time reading The Curious Incident of The Dog in The Night-time by Mark Haddon. You’ll surely find the book weird at first but as you absorb its pages, you’ll know why the book begins with chapter 2.

The book is the best first-person narration I’ve read so far not to mention that the story’s protagonist and at the same time, its narrator, Christopher, is autistic and is gifted at and focused on mathematics — this is reflected by his inclusion of several math and logic puzzles and problems. Well for me, it has been different to read a book based from a point of view of an autistic kid who takes the world literally.

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I am tired of everything right now.
Going to college has been bothering me so badly. It’s as if I’m currently in front of the altar, about to get married as the crowd waits for my “I do”. It’s a very tough decision, as everybody says. There’s a long list of courses but where do I fit? Where am I actually going to find my safety zone or so they say? To tell you the truth, I also have a long list of things I wanna do. Frustration and perplexity caught me off guard.

Gawd! I have never been this fucking confused in my life. Ever. It’s like now or never. It’s like dying without reincarnation. Or learning the technique on the Rubik’s cube. Or having dyslexia and determining which is b and which is d between “b” and “d”. Or Einstein’s theory of relativity. But you see, the Rubik’s cube, the muddle between b and d, and relativity can be learned and mastered eventually. But choosing which path to take in college needs wisdom, because as I see it, life starts at college.

UPDATE:
I just thought of this one last night.
I have finally settled my self somehow. My dreams are to become:

• A superhero, and save millions of lives each day.
• A world class couch potato, or a mouse potato.
• Be a famous linguistic, majoring in cat speak. In that way, I can fulfill my dream of talking to cats. I know some words, ya knoes: MEOW! MEOW!. It’s cat speak for hello.
• Or at least, be a fucker.

Now tell me, what university offers those kinds of courses, huh?

*Grandma banana picture courtesy of this link. Thnks!

Of Aching Legs And Freezing Arms, I Took The UPCAT

August 2nd, 2008 • 9 comments College, Emoshitness, High School, Personal, Thoughts
Tags: NCPAG, UP, UPCAT

Kamusta ang UPCAT? Mahirap ba?

My classmates kept on asking.

Madali lang, kayang-kaya mo ‘yon — was always my answer. I was in fact, lying. And to tell you the truth, UPCAT was the kind of exam I took up with crossed fingers, headaches, a bunch of good lucks and prayers from my family and friends. I took it up unprepared with only a week of review and leafing through a thick reviewer my aunt gave me. So judging from my one week preparation and the fact that the test items that appeared in the exam were sort of simple; I could put UPCAT in the middle, between Brain Drain and A Piece of Cake.

Speaking of brain drain, in spite of my judgement that the UPCAT is in the middle, I had a massive fucking global catastrophe of BRAIN DRAIN during my one week review. So destructive to the brain cells that I still have to review and remember some items while on my way to UP this morning to take the UPCAT.

And so, came the actual event. It was 6:30 AM of Saturday on the 2nd of August. I was sitting at the back row of some air conditioned room in NCPAG building in UP; freezing, since I was wearing no jacket. The rest of the five-hour exam went out swiftly off my mind as I stride my way out of the building. Right now, I don’t even know if I was sure or not on most of my answers. Only one thing is for sure in my memory — the Math subtest was hell.

Pano ka makakapasok ng UP nyan kung ganyan ang mga grades mo?!

I heard within my thoughts. It was my mom, scolding me, right after seeing my grades on the first quarter. It was more like a forethought of something I’m afraid to happen.

Now that I’m done with the UPCAT, now I need to take care of my grades and straighten myself towards my studies. And now that our 1st quarter periodical exam is coming closer, I need to study more.

And I shall.

Scratch Me Like A Matchstick

July 31st, 2008 • 2 comments College, Emoshitness, High School, Thoughts
Tags: UP, UPCAT

The fact that I’ll be taking up the UPCAT this Saturday freaks me. Really. I’ve been suffering brain drain, reviewing for the UPCAT the whole week but it seems like there’s something inside of me that keeps on telling me that I need to absorb more. To tell you the truth, I don’t actually burn the candle at both ends whenever there’s an upcoming exam. Bahala na si Batman. It’s the first time I’m actually doing it. And as a first timer in burning candles, there’s always a chance that the flames at the both ends of the candle, meeting in the middle, might burn my fingers. Chances are, I might drop the candle or I might be brave enough to blow the fire out. Meh.

And so, tomorrow, after classes, I’ll be going with few of my schoolmates to UP to look for the location of our buildings for the UPCAT. I just hope that I can familiarize myself well with the place.

Morning of Saturday is just a few tick-tocks away. And I’m fretting. Thank God if ever I’ll be able to pass the test. And curse Math if ever I don’t.