Down that Yellow Brick Road
This was an entry at my other blog, dated February 21, 2006. It's been a while since something like this made me smile and as you read along, you'll notice my plans here didn't pull through.. But guess what, it's even better.
I'd just want to share it with you. Read on
I can't open my YM and I’m starting to get pissed! Now I’m crabby. I'm crabby, confused and the farthest thing from feeling peachy. So out of my most generous heart, I’m advising you to scram before I get started on my moving portrayal of "Ces the Persecuted." If you know what's good for you, suggest you hit that red X button right now and surf through friendster or better yet chat via YM cause unlike someone I know, I’m pretty sure you can OPEN yours.
Still there ey? Look mate, I warned ya.
Aside from my computer disaster, my day was... odd. See I overslept, missed my 10:30 class so instead, I met up with EJ and her boyfriend Ed [who's visiting from the UK] and had lunch with them. I still had a 3pm class but was contemplating of skipping it since I wasn't feeling too well but then EJ asked me to entertain Ed while she took her mid terms and being the very good friend that I am, I agreed and even offered to do cartwheels and hand stands which didn't happen because as soon as I got to school, I got shanghaied to a consultation for Northumbria University.
So I talked to these two graduates of North Umbria who certainly knew how to sell their school, my gullibility took over and before you know it I was jumping up and down upon the news that I could leave this September for the UK.
Okay, to those who don’t know, Thames’ foreign degree program allows us, the students, to finish our degrees abroad whether in the UK, Australian, US or
New Zealand. I’m currently under that program studying Mass Communication. How it works is that students take the foundation subjects here for 2 years and they move on to a final year abroad. In my case, although this is only my second term [we’re a trimester college] at Thames, I could finish my required subjects this December but because of today’s consultation, my original plan fizzled out even before I could say Aloha Mora.
After the consultation with the North Umbria people, I talked to the consultant from the University of Portsmouth which I have been eyeing at for quite a while now and it was a thrill to find out that it was so much more than what I’ve been imagining from the Prospectus I’ve been feeding myself with.
It was explained to me that in Portsmouth, I would be looking at a year and a half study period whereas in Northumbria, the most would be a year. As I was weighing these facts, Roy, Portsmouth’s consultant, told me a very interesting insight. He said the problem with kids these days is that we want so badly to get out of school and that’s not a very healthy way of looking at studying. Education is an opportunity, more so an investment which I, being privileged to have this chance have to experience for its entirety. And while it would be much costly to extend at
Portsmouth, the immersion would be the trade off and I’m so sure that’s something I do not want to pass up.
Although nothing is a hundred percent sure [like everything else lately], it looks like I will be bidding the Philippines adieu in 7 months. I have yet to pass my current subjects, cram those I yet have to take and burn all the midnight all I could if only to have this goal materialized. I can only imagine the work in store for me in the next couple of months and well, it’s safe to assume that I will be stripped of my social life very, very soon.
You’re still reading this? Either you’re dead bored or you simply love me. Bahala ka.
After the consultations, I cracked. I was on the brink of panicking with all the new information I had to digest and as I tried harder, all I wanted to do was gag. I was too overwhelmed with everything and I wanted to get my perspectives right and although I knew the clear answer for my sudden burst of outcry, I needed to hear it from someone else and as I headed out of the admin office, I pulled out my phone and messaged Charles which is saying a lot because if you knew me personally, you know I don’t have the habit of texting much more phoning my ex boyfriends but nevertheless, today, I did. And boy am I glad I did.
Charles and I have known each other for years and though it’s only natural that he knows me this well, today just astounded me as to how well he truly can read me. He struck so many chords I didn’t know [or didn’t want to know] were even plugged in. He delivered exactly the things I needed to hear and more. But what touched me was his message after I texted him thank you for his time to which he replied with something like, “it’s always a pleasure talking to you and I’m not just saying that. I’ll back you up whatever decision you make.” And if only for that I’m grateful. If by some miracle you get to read this, thanks. I said it once and I’ll say it again, you don’t know how much I appreciate talking [or having talked] to you.
A lot of doors opened for me today. The once boarded door now seems to be cajoling me to turn the knob to get closer to my dreams. And if there were those that opened, one door slammed itself shut. But that’s for another entry.
As I want to customarily leave you lyrics of a favorite song, I think we’ll broaden that classification a bit. I’ll now leave you with either lines from my favorite songs, or movies or quotes I think is appropriate for the entry’s “theme”. Here goes nothing.
“Life is a one-way street, no matter how many roads you take, none of them would lead you back. So enjoy every moment of your life, remember that nothing ever comes by twice.”
All my love, may the soundest of sleeps visit you all tonight.
I'd just want to share it with you. Read on
I can't open my YM and I’m starting to get pissed! Now I’m crabby. I'm crabby, confused and the farthest thing from feeling peachy. So out of my most generous heart, I’m advising you to scram before I get started on my moving portrayal of "Ces the Persecuted." If you know what's good for you, suggest you hit that red X button right now and surf through friendster or better yet chat via YM cause unlike someone I know, I’m pretty sure you can OPEN yours.
Still there ey? Look mate, I warned ya.
Aside from my computer disaster, my day was... odd. See I overslept, missed my 10:30 class so instead, I met up with EJ and her boyfriend Ed [who's visiting from the UK] and had lunch with them. I still had a 3pm class but was contemplating of skipping it since I wasn't feeling too well but then EJ asked me to entertain Ed while she took her mid terms and being the very good friend that I am, I agreed and even offered to do cartwheels and hand stands which didn't happen because as soon as I got to school, I got shanghaied to a consultation for Northumbria University.
So I talked to these two graduates of North Umbria who certainly knew how to sell their school, my gullibility took over and before you know it I was jumping up and down upon the news that I could leave this September for the UK.
Okay, to those who don’t know, Thames’ foreign degree program allows us, the students, to finish our degrees abroad whether in the UK, Australian, US or
New Zealand. I’m currently under that program studying Mass Communication. How it works is that students take the foundation subjects here for 2 years and they move on to a final year abroad. In my case, although this is only my second term [we’re a trimester college] at Thames, I could finish my required subjects this December but because of today’s consultation, my original plan fizzled out even before I could say Aloha Mora.
After the consultation with the North Umbria people, I talked to the consultant from the University of Portsmouth which I have been eyeing at for quite a while now and it was a thrill to find out that it was so much more than what I’ve been imagining from the Prospectus I’ve been feeding myself with.
It was explained to me that in Portsmouth, I would be looking at a year and a half study period whereas in Northumbria, the most would be a year. As I was weighing these facts, Roy, Portsmouth’s consultant, told me a very interesting insight. He said the problem with kids these days is that we want so badly to get out of school and that’s not a very healthy way of looking at studying. Education is an opportunity, more so an investment which I, being privileged to have this chance have to experience for its entirety. And while it would be much costly to extend at
Portsmouth, the immersion would be the trade off and I’m so sure that’s something I do not want to pass up.
Although nothing is a hundred percent sure [like everything else lately], it looks like I will be bidding the Philippines adieu in 7 months. I have yet to pass my current subjects, cram those I yet have to take and burn all the midnight all I could if only to have this goal materialized. I can only imagine the work in store for me in the next couple of months and well, it’s safe to assume that I will be stripped of my social life very, very soon.
You’re still reading this? Either you’re dead bored or you simply love me. Bahala ka.
After the consultations, I cracked. I was on the brink of panicking with all the new information I had to digest and as I tried harder, all I wanted to do was gag. I was too overwhelmed with everything and I wanted to get my perspectives right and although I knew the clear answer for my sudden burst of outcry, I needed to hear it from someone else and as I headed out of the admin office, I pulled out my phone and messaged Charles which is saying a lot because if you knew me personally, you know I don’t have the habit of texting much more phoning my ex boyfriends but nevertheless, today, I did. And boy am I glad I did.
Charles and I have known each other for years and though it’s only natural that he knows me this well, today just astounded me as to how well he truly can read me. He struck so many chords I didn’t know [or didn’t want to know] were even plugged in. He delivered exactly the things I needed to hear and more. But what touched me was his message after I texted him thank you for his time to which he replied with something like, “it’s always a pleasure talking to you and I’m not just saying that. I’ll back you up whatever decision you make.” And if only for that I’m grateful. If by some miracle you get to read this, thanks. I said it once and I’ll say it again, you don’t know how much I appreciate talking [or having talked] to you.
A lot of doors opened for me today. The once boarded door now seems to be cajoling me to turn the knob to get closer to my dreams. And if there were those that opened, one door slammed itself shut. But that’s for another entry.
As I want to customarily leave you lyrics of a favorite song, I think we’ll broaden that classification a bit. I’ll now leave you with either lines from my favorite songs, or movies or quotes I think is appropriate for the entry’s “theme”. Here goes nothing.
“Life is a one-way street, no matter how many roads you take, none of them would lead you back. So enjoy every moment of your life, remember that nothing ever comes by twice.”
All my love, may the soundest of sleeps visit you all tonight.
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