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experience, the wonderful thing we gain as we live life day to day, is meant to be cherished and remembered. experience teaches you things that might come in handy in the future, because experience is easily considered by many to be the best teacher around (next to sir cortel, that is). a wise person is wise because of experience.

so why didn't zobel, or rather, its administration, in all their wisdom, learn from experience?

two years ago, a learning system known as the LCLE, where a certain topic is integrated into almost everything, was snuck past us and shoved down our throats for a trial run. it was unanimously decided that it never worked and no one, student nor teacher, liked it at all. sure, we were sports and decided to give it a try back then, but only because we did not know que horror.

so everyone got a brief respite last year. we thought that was the end of it.

but no. despite initial negative reactions, the Great Minds^TM that run zobel have soldiered on and further insist to shove the much-maligned system down our throats once more, this time in full force. here we are back again to the many complaints, whines, and death threats that the horrible system has spawned, and i agree to each complaint without hesitation.

we have given it ample time to try and make converts out of us, but that didn't work back then and it doesn't seem to be working now.

rumors go around of teachers planning to quit because of the sheer stupidity of LCLE, and there's been already one confirmed report (i won't tell you who it is, though). no one wants to use it, no one wants to do it. it's simple.

to The Powers That Be^TM, are you blind? deaf? do you not hear the groans of your students? do you not see the utter disdain on their faces? what exactly is it do you plan to prove?

mr. evp has lost all credibility amongst the student population. that, my friends and readers, is a fact, and not false slander. this won't be the last thing you're gonna hear from me about this issue; nay, this is just the beginning.

i dare you to come get some.

big III

today marks the last CET out of the three i'll be taking here in the philippines, if you don't count SATs (by the way, i need help on this one...in all my wisdom, i have no damned idea how to set myself up to take the SATs. somehow and unfortunately, i have become dependent on ms. isidro). out of the big three, UP was the one wherein i went all-out, because i couldn't care less whether i pass or fail green and/or blue.

why is this the case? so that if ever the 2% chance of me not leaving after all completely owns the other 98%, i'd be in the school i really wanted to be in before i realized that i want to make it abroad.

there could be a million reasons why that might happen; either paperwork gets through or because of obligations i must remain dedicated to (right now, such obligations are nonexistent). a lot can change in the course of a year, much less a number of months; this is exemplified in wrestling, wherein we may never know if DX could split up next month or someone like randy orton might become champion from under our noses next week.

as jr says in one of his most famous lines, "anything can happen in the WWE!"

oh, i've gone on too much again =)) technically, we can replace "the WWE" with "life". you never know if you're going to survive to see tomorrow (but of course, there's a high chance you will) or you never know if i'm going to end up with a new girl this time next week. (hmm... do i even want to?)

ah, well. 'til next we meet, kinsmen.

dementia paradox

i've discovered that i've been quite forgetful lately.

i think of something to do or say, but just distract me, throw me off-tangent even for a while and i lose it. "ano nga ulit yung sasabihin ko?" seems to be my new catchphrase. sure, i will get it back after a few seconds or minutes, but the mere fact that i forget what it was i wanted to do or say scares me. what if it worsens? what if i get alzheimer's when i grow old?

funny thing is that my brain allows me to reach far back into my childhood and deep into the recesses of my mind to dig up trivia, but i can't even remember what i was thinking about five seconds ago.

if i'm getting alzheimer's, i'd rather that it comes as an after-effect of 20-foot leaps, not something that's slowly taking over from out of nowhere. ah, well.