I remember

There's something strange about the rain. It smells different. Summery and grassy. It doesn't smell bad, mind you, but it's... PECULIAR. Like it reminds me of something, somehow, that hits me like a wave of vague nostalgia. This certain rain smell... I can't remember what I'm supposed to associate it with. It's good but strange at the same time, as if it's too early this time of the year.

Oh hum.

Woke up from my nap with tired calves. Haha, as if I tired myself out on the Crosstraining, though actually I mostly sat around and listened. Nothing too physical, except for the time when we were running down the steep hill in the dark, protecting the candle from the facilitators who were blowing them out. I banged into Kuya Joey and hit my nose on his shoulder; I didn't try anything more radical after that.

I wasn't able to greet my blog a happy anniversary last February 14, so... Happy 2nd Anniversary blog! Huzzah huzzah. I still don't believe in Valentine's Day though (what's there to believe in?), but it's nice doing something special for my friends.

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I dreamed of my future today. My college future. Funny how it just hit me midway. It seemed natural in the dream.

I somehow knew that I was in UP for career consultation. The whole batch was there: cars were parked everywhere, as well as buses. Looking at the line of buses, there was a sense of separation that was hanging in the air.

We were told to line up by class numbers. Nika was in front of me. I didn't think much about it then, but I guess that would mean that I was back in I-5. It felt like that.

I followed the line (with Nika still the only identifiable person in it) from the consultation table (where Ms Virgie sat with her papers, sometimes speaking into the PA system as well) to another table a little distance away. The lady there, who looked like the school doctor, handed me two sheets of folded, formal-looking paper. The first was my test scores, the second was my course eligibility results.

I first looked at the former. It had two matrices; beside them were mechanics on interpreting the scores. I tried reading one, and here's what I saw (as best as I can remember):

"Back in the day, students used to think that the colon was a sick symbol used to signify nothing informative. Often it left them cruelly hanging in the air...

Now in our modern age, the confusion has finally been solved, and we are pleased to present this symbol deciphered! Please see the following to accordingly verify your grade."

There was a colon in one of the boxes. The lady congratulated me as she handed me the papers, and Nika did too, so I guess it was a good thing though I couldn't figure out why.

My course eligibility results were more like those what-course-should-you-take online quizzes. But it really suprised me. It said, "Digressed M.Ed."

Ano yun?!

To expand, it means "Digressed medical education". Ayan, nagimbento na naman yung magaling kong utak. It seems that it's still under medicine, but you get a teaching job after it, not a practice. But it looked like an OK course.

Haaaaay. Anubatoh. AYOKO MAG MEDICINE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Grawr. Kung may childhood dream, eto ang childhood nemesis ko. Ni minsan hindi ko pinangarap maging doktor maski katiting.

Hindi ko talaga maintindihan.