to the land where sophomores reign...

Crap, I have 1 day left! And then I could finally spare myself from lessons, algebra, physics, graphing... all those stuff which keeps my head turning and spinning around.

I have 1 day left to say goodbye to my fun and memorable freshman life. I am done with the first step and it's now time to level up! I am going to be a sophomore next year... and honestly, it scares me. I have always been scared of what the future may bring, I know that deep down inside I am not ready for tasks and responsibilities. But I could not be thirteen forever, though I wish I could be.

Not that I am a complete brat in my previous school but it seems like I am very privileged way back in my previous school, tolerating my brat attitude and my view that everyone would wait for me to catch up. In "Cal. Sci." it was completely different, my parent is not working as an administrator, everybody is smart and could definitely climb up higher than me and the teachers are nazis for discipline! Freaky...

I think mt stay in Caloocan Science helped me to grow up and to be on my own, though it taught me so much to be independent that I became a complete loner... not a big deal though :D.

I struggled for freshman survival in Caloocan Science for 10 months, and it was not easy. As I surpass the challenges of the hindrances and stepping stones to my success, I always fell down, my guts were shattered and crashed every time I fail, I was catastrophic... but those times of failure and disappointment changed me, it made me stronger, it made me better, it made me less sensitive to pain and it made me befriend failure...for failure would always help me get better.

I have come this far, and I am proud to say that I did not turn my back to Caloocan Science's challenges. There were times when I almost gave up of course, it's a part of the game. I did not have a good start at Caloocan Science, not with 8 probationary grades. Definitely a bankruptcy.

It was hopeless at first, but if I would like to stay until the end I would have to note my failures constructively. I worked hard to get better and I did get better! It all paid off.

I struggled for freshman survival for 10 months alongside my friends, family, frenemies maybe, and God. Struggle for survival means placing your concerns first, but this kind of attitude would NEVER elevate your standing. You'll be needing people to keep you company in your journey, you should struggle alongside them and not against them.

I wrote this blog not to boast about what it has become, but to show you that life would never give up on giving twists and challenges and that everyone could struggle to win. This blog could also be an introduction for incoming freshies, though I think my blog would kind of scare them off... Well, it is reality!

I would be more than willing to help the incoming freshies of Caloocan Science...

I would be able to watch over them and help them...

Because I would be spending my sophomore year in Caloocan Science. :D

A lowly Stapler kept me company!

A STAPLER KEPT ME COMPANY: CONFESSIONS OF A HAPPILY BORED, BUSY GIRL

“There's nothing to do!" This is really as ironic as true. CalSci students have not had a full 8-hour sleep since school started yet there were times when we still experience ennui, languor, tedium, or in simpler terms, boredom. It may seem strange as I have many things I need to do yet I still have the luxury to feel and get bored. I would describe boredom as not having a bit to keep me up on my toes and busy.

In one of the school programs I watched, I had a great realization that a lowly stapler – yes, the device used to bind material together by means of thin wire driven through papers and clinched over as a binding, would keep me company and let my creative juices flow. Thanks to King Louis XV of France who had the first stapler made.

The school program I was referring to took about three hours, made us Indian sit on school grounds (such an uncomfortable position to sustain for three hours) under the sun. Rather than feel grumpy about my very uncomfortable fate that day, I opted just to feel bored. And I made the right choice – one of the best choices I made in long whileJ.

I had a pocketful of candies which kept me afloat for the first hour. As I tried to reach into my pocket for one more, I discovered I had none. What was left in my pocket was a stapler I used to fasten my report before the program started. At first, I was just playing with it until I found myself punching the first staple wire in my skirt hem. It looked good – - silver on green and white plaid cloth.

Straight, diagonal, zigzag, up, down - - I punched them in all possible directions on my skirt hem. I never appreciated how beautiful the plaid skirt I am wearing since June until the thin wires brought sparkles on it. It wouldn’t be as beautiful if I wore another school skirt.

This lowly stapler made me appreciate so many things – that I can do things one doesn’t ordinarily do – that I love the CalSci skirt – that I can be artistic – that once in a while I can be happily bored. What a fulfilling day!