I have been studying my degree for about three years now. In those three years, I never expected to learn so, so much about communication—I didn’t even know there was a lot to learn about it. My degree is stereotypically seen as one of the “easier” degrees in the campus and whenever I hear someone belittle it, I want to break down in the middle of the road, in front of this person.
Easy? Try learning about the seven communication traditions and the theories under these traditions while trying to maintain your sanity.
My degree is hard. It’s hard because, unlike the undying concepts of mathematics and science, the topics that we’re studying have a goal. And one of the clearest signs that we have achieved this goal is when our degree is of no use to this world anymore. It’s kind of like the college version of Nanny McPhee:
When you need me but do not want me, then I must stay. When you want me but no longer need me, then I have to go.
Excluding, of course, the part where she says they don’t want her.
Continue reading “2AM Thoughts on My Degree”
Mondays are always painted as the bad guy, as that one day you want to skip every week, so I thought I’d create something that shows Monday as something that we can also look forward to.
Also, a constant warning that my poems are crap.
Continue reading “Mondays.”
My beloved university, UPLB, is currently going through shit*. Everyone is angry, and if they’re not angry, they’re probably sleeping because they had been up all night trying to get the subjects that they shouldn’t even be fighting for, to begin with.
Also, the time of the enrollment was 12AM. So spare us. You don’t know what it’s like.
There are three ways this whole fiasco can go:
1.) SAIS reverts everyone’s units back to 0. The whole nightmare starts from the beginning again. Equality within all students, yes, but we’ve already experienced how shitty the website’s server is; if we repeat the whole thing again, it’s highly likely that the server will crash, just like before. Let’s not forget about the time, money, and effort that would be wasted if this will be the path that the UP System takes. On the other hand, this will benefit the irregular students (seriously, though, this term is degrading).
Continue reading “Enrollment Frustrations”
It is a known and annoying fact that our minds divert their attention to somewhere else that isn’t school-related whenever we try to study. While I was studying for the prefinal exam of a certain midyear class, my mind kept going to places that don’t involve standard errors, regression analyses, and the like.
This is a series of thoughts that popped up in my mind while I was doing an intense study session for an exam. They may not make sense to you, but this wasn’t written for you, anyway.
13 July 2016 | Midnight, most likely.
My admiration for my professor is different in a way that his looks aren’t the main factor; it’s his seemingly effortless ability to make number-hating students like me love (and love to understand) something as complicated as statistics. Seriously, it’s crazy, but my brain loved learning about the topic. This is what makes an amazing teacher.
Before completely falling asleep earlier in the afternoon, as I lay in my bed, my mind was unconsciously blurting out the formula for the standard error of proportion, which is √[(P(P-1))÷(n)]. I can’t believe that I almost dreamt of a formula.
Continue reading “Stray Thoughts: Study Session”
People become uncomfortable when faced with a long, painful silence with someone else.
I’m one of those people.
I felt uncomfortable when I tried to engage in a conversation with a stranger, but that stranger wasn’t really interested in me, nor the “nice” weather that I was talking about as I fan myself with a handkerchief because it was almost 40 degrees outside.
Continue reading “Un Silence Assourdissant”