Tuesday

        Today, our Filipino teacher, Mr. Gary Devilles, returned the essays we wrote on the comparisons being made in Rolando S. Tinio's Payo sa Bumabasa ng Tula. I find it really cute how he stamps all of ours test papers with these symbols that correspond to your grade, e.g., if you get a perfect score, you get a medal... stamped on your paper. A B+ gets you a bunny stamp! 

         I got a 6 out of 10, and my equivalent reward for this was a flower and the words "Let's work together on this one!" stamped on my paper. 

        This reminds be of my preschool days when I didn't know the difference between "ilog" and "ilong." (And my sentences sounded like, "Marami ang tubig sa ilong ng Cagayan de Oro.") 

Yep, that's the accursed paper. And there's the stamp. And, if you take a closer look at the word "work", you can see the number 6 written over a patch of liquid eraser tape. 

And at the back of my paper, you can clearly see the number 7. 

So it looks like Mr. Devilles had a change of heart and decided to deduct my score by one point.

Which means no bunny stamp for me :'(

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After Filipino, Albert and I went to the MVP building for our interviews with the Loyola Film Circle. For my portfolio, I had with me my flash disk filled with some films I made in high school. I was all set to try out for the Production team - the one that does all the actual filming, directing, and producing.

However, when I got there, I ended up interviewing as a part of the Documentation and Publication committee, the team that does all the scriptwriting and movie critique.

Don't ask me how it happened! I want to believe that while my interviewer, a Mr. Jopy Arnaldo and president of the LFC, explained that we Doc & Pub people can also join filmmaking seminars and workshops and join the Ateneo Video Open as well, I changed my mind about moving to Production, and decided Doc and Pub is the committee for me.

In reality though, I guess I was just too chicken to point out that I was supposed to be trying out for Production. Sighhhh.

My friends are telling me not to worry, and that I can shift teams any time over the year. Sounds good to me, but I think I'll try a bit of Doc and Pub before jumping ship.

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After the LFC interview was Chemistry class. In a way, Blocks XX and XX1 (yeah we share Chem class with another Health Sci block) are really fortunate to have been given a classroom for Chem with an aircon, but then again, it's usually turned up so high that we spend half the class shivering in our seats.

Why nobody bothers to turn down the thermostat, I do not know.
Why I do not bother to turn down the thermostat, I do not know either.

Anyway, I was quietly panicking because I couldn't understand the lesson. I mean, how am I supposed to know how many different charges a certain element has? The people sitting beside and behind me didn't seem like they had much difficulty. They could tell the teacher the name of a certain compound in a snap!

Having such intelligent blockmates can be both a blessing and a curse.