Blue schools

Talo Ateneo.

I watch a minimum of ONE Ateneo game per season (I lack a sense of affinity for the school... go figure). And that ONE game, as it happens, is always the one that gets them eliminated. Coincidence perhaps? (It's a conspiracy!!!) Unless...? Maybe the universe has actually bestowed me with incredible curse powers whenever I watch basketball games.

Nah.

I slept through the fourth quarter though, because the game was going downhill anyway. I don't think I like sports that much. I don't even watch Pacquiao's matches, which, come to think of it, must be the most traitorous thing I've done so far. *GASP* I must make amends.

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Well, the next part of this entry is dedicated to that Saturday I went to AC. I wasn't able to write about it due to the workload, but I think it deserves a bit of space here, especially because I realized a lot of things after the experience.

That day started at 5:30 am, which was already pretty late; I had forgotten that my alarm isn't set to go off during Saturdays. I nearly banged my head twice on the bathroom tiles trying to soap my feet less than thirty seconds after I jumped out of bed, but other than that, I got to take a bath fine. Met up with Zarah and Pen in Mcdo. Jen overslept, I think, because of the FOB concert (SAYAAAAANG! You should've come with us!). Shei met up with us in AC.

We got to San Lo and registered and stuff. It was my first time to be there. I guess I felt slightly nervous to be in The Other Side of the World; I was curious to see how their culture differed from ours. (I always thought different campuses bred different types of creatures; I actually regard people from AC as foreign organisms). We were in the college area, so I couldn't judge rightly, but still, it felt... shockingly small. AA has a pretty wide expanse of terrain (which you would come to realize when you're five minutes late for class and running from the multi to the high school building). You can't blame me for feeling a little claustrophobic, since I've been stuck with AA since Kinder. But looking around was very interesting, nonetheless; it felt like a field trip! Of course, everybody loved the sports complex. And the Mother Rose Auditorium was an awfully nice place to be in (in terms of size, it's somewhere between the mini-theater and the Assumpta-- it actually feels like home! :D). I was actually expecting to see my teachers walking around any moment. What a bizarre experience that would be, if that really happened. :))

It's easy to get lost though. I kept getting surprised at the buildings that showed themselves after I pass through a passageway (in some areas, it's more of an alleyway actually). We had to do that to get to the testing site. I didn't prepare for the ACAT, believing it to be something within our powers (I owe it to 13 years of testing, Assumption style), but gah, I nearly didn't finish my test. It was slightly unnerving; I told myself afterwards that that's what happens when I don't pray for guidance. Haha!

Bands were playing outside when we emerged. The loud noise was interrupting our usual whispered discussions of how difficult the test was, so we retreated to the cafeteria for some quiet. We passed the time walking around, sitting around, and basically trying to stay out of the rain. I met Trish there (Hey Trish! I actually passed you by once, but I was too surprised to say hi.) Sandwich came later and played. WOOOHOO! Super fun jumping jumping going on, which took my mind off the results for a while. We were actually afraid that we wouldn't pass; but we did anyway, as it turned out. Passing the test is a nice feeling.

Well. There. So ends the important part of the AC experience. I liked it overall. Ate Francesca was really really nice hehe.

I think it would be great to study in AC-- except that the atmosphere reminds me too much of high school. It isn't a bad thing, but after spending most of my life wanting a change of pace, my mind is set on something different. And besides, I wasn't able to pass my application. So there it goes. :))

I just remembered: our proctors (who were also students), just before we started the test, asked us to stand up for the prayer. After making the sign of the cross, she then prayed, "Lord, thank you for this day..." in the exact. same. tone(!) my fellow Assumptionistas use.

It's Assumption to the last. :))