Yesterday, I was not able to attend my Math17 class since I was still in deep slumber the entire period. My classmates who were in the class were able to see their Math17 first long exam grades.

Since I consider two consecutive absences a mortal sin, I attended my Math17 class today. I was uhm, ten minutes late. They were already discussing the answers of our first long exam when I came in. I immediately grabbed my blue book (it’s a blue book where we place our answers) and checked my score.

The score reads “41 = 82%”. Waaaadaaafaaaaa—, yehey!! I was quite confused how to react. Should I be sad of the results or be happy of it. I was not able to compare my score with my other classmates so I did not have a benchmark on how I performed.

I know for a fact that my parents read my blog (Hehehe). Honestly, I did not know how to react mainly because I’m confused if I should be very happy for getting such a score without much effort or if I should be sad for missing out nine points of the exam. I did very little preparation for the exam. The only preparation I could consider is the fact that I tried to answer my roommates first long exam (which was relatively easy compared to ours and other classes’). I did not bother opening my notes since they were too neat that nothing is written on them. Since high school, I heavily relied on my photographic and auditory memory ’cause I love listening more than copying notes. For all of my life I hated copying notes!

Nine points were just nine points. Nine points is just 18% of the total number of items. Nine points is negligible. I did well on my exams, I think.

Amf! I am, again, rationalizing. Well, it’s nice to know that I rationalize to reduce my guilt. Oh yeah, I did some preparations for the exam. I should be sad of the results — I studied for the exam, at least. I answered another class’ first long exam before my exam. Yeah, I should be sad.

Wahahahahaha, who said I hated crapping around my blog. This is my blog anyway.

Go Mikko — you did well on your Math17 first long exam. You deserve it!

Did this post right after my Math17 class.

University of the Philippines — the country’s only National University.

June 10, 2008 marks my first day as a college student in the country’s premiere national university. A new chapter in my life; reborn in a new and more realistic environment.

For my first year in U.P., I am lucky to be granted a dorm slot in Kalayaan Residence Hall. This time, I’m more confident than the people of my age — after having stayed on a dorm, a home away from home, for the last four years. I can now laugh to people who brought literally a lot of stuff at the back of my mind. I can laugh at their excitement as seen on their uber-early wake-up time, as early as 4am. That day, I woke up at several minutes past 6. That time, the bathrooms were not congested already. I managed not to eat breakfast at the mess hall, as everybody did it, for a fact that I am not used to eating the “first meal” of the day.

The first activity the University had for us was the Freshmen Orientation Program. All freshmen entered the UP Theater — after assembling in an orderly manner outside while listening to the rallyists. Inside, we were grouped by Colleges. I was very amazed by our college’s freshmen population, which is a third of all freshmen. UP System President _________, UP Diliman Chancelor Cao and other UP Diliman and System officials were also present throughout the program. As centennial freshmen, we were given a more wonderful orientation with better presentations as compared to the previous batches (just an assumption). It was fun, especially seeing activists rallying up stage during the program. Another special thing is that a batchmate of ours participated the staged rally. Saya nun, first day palang sa UP aktibista na! (more…)