College (part 1)

listening to: the comforting monotonous hum of the air conditioning machine
mood: bored
location: Computer unit 33, Station #1; UST library

I'm officially a three week-old Thomasian! :D

(faint background noise: "Go USTe~! Go USTe~!")

This post was supposed to be done back when I was a one week-old USTe student, but due to *cough* technical problems (i.e. this writer's damnable procratination), said post gathered cobwebs in the lonely draft folder of my blogspot account. D: Two weeks later I was able to beat my chronic psychological illness--and here I am! :D

But seriously, nowadays I have no time at all to procrastinate. Really. And I'm not just saying this as a lame excuse or an illogical reasoning for my online inactivity. Okay, so I managed to get online almost on a daily basis, usually in the ungodly hours in the morning. But what I mostly surf for are tutorials, picture references and other things that help keep my sanity intact.

The plates (not the dinnerware, I'm referring to the drawing plates) are starting to kill me. ;____;

Not much, but little by little it's consuming all my sleeping time. And I NEED to sleep. I love my pillow too much. ^_^

Anyhow, a recap of my three weeks:

Teh First Week
On the first day, I woke up early, anticipating the legendary traffic that supposedly plagues the UST vicinity. Legendary traffic must be a myth; I arrived at school 30 minutes early. Oh, the ennui of waiting! *woes* Oh, I wasn't able to buy a uniform, so I spent the day wearing casual clothes. :D

Our Design & Color (DC) prof didn't arrive, so we just chatted. The very first friend I made was Stel! ^_^ She's not into anime that much, but we talked about two periods of our class away. Everyone was quiet, as it was after all, the first day. The monotony of the air conditioner was broken when three officers of the College of Fine Arts Student Council (CFAD-SC) burst through our classroom.

So we met Kuya Paeng, the SC prez. He is sooo bishie! *le fangirl* Seriously. And the term does not pertain only to his physique, but to his overall personality. See, he was trying to cheer us up freshies, and he got us to play a name-game so we could get to know each other. And by the way he would tell stories about what was in store for us--he was just so animated. For some reason. RAABUUUU! ♥_♥

Through the game, I met Windy, Dess, Bettina, Marge, Kevin and loads of other people I would be hanging out with in the future. In the meantime, I had lunch with Stel. <3 In the afternoon our Freehand Drawing (FDR) prof showed up, and gave us the list of materials. I got to know more of my classmates much better. In the following days, we had our Anatomy (ATY) class, Filipino, Lettering (LETT), Mechanical Drawing (MDR), English, Theology and Math. We have each class once a week, with regular subjects lasting for 3 hours, and our drawing subjects up to 4 hours.

I've realized that these are the subjects that I really want to study; I'm so excited! But at the same time I'm a bit scared.

You know the feeling the you want something so badly, that once you get it, you feel such an overwhelmingly powerful inner bliss, that it gets at times too much, too overboard? Like the feeling is threatening to consume you, like you're spiralling down and out of control, like...

I get scared at times. And insecure. I mean, college isn't like high school anymore; I gotta wake up and smell the artificial fragrance of instant coffee.

Our class is full of really good artists and...

Where do I rank?

Frankly, I feel like I'm at the bottom a deep, deep well.

But I know I'll survive.

*stops being emo*

Anyhow, all our profs are great in a creepy kind of way. They're all professionals practicing their trade in the advertising industry, and they expect nothing but the best from us. They said they wouldn't allow a mediocre artist to work in the industry with them.

Our ATY prof told us he won't be teaching, he'll be training. He is good-natured, and is funny, and I know I'll learn a lot of things from him, but y'know, he's the all-business-let's-get-serious-now types of professors. Eeeee.

Our Lettering teacher is a bit nicer. At the start of every class, he said he'd give us "principles in life" that will be helpful in the real world. Our MDR prof is boring, and kinda... dull?

Our regular subject professors (Fil, Eng, Theo & Math) are just fine.

But of course, all of these are just first impressions.

My sched goes from Tuesday to Saturday, with 2 days 7AM-5PM; 2 days 7AM-3PM, and 1 day of 7AM-4PM.

Thus my first week ends.

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The two other weeks will be posted this weekend. My one hour net time here at the computer station is almost up, and I still need to borrow some books, and to go home (I need to be home by 7pm).

Weirdly enough, the June floods I've been anticipating prior to classes hasn't arrived yet. Hmmm. Maybe it likes surprises. :D

Oh, and we had our Welcome Walk (us freshmen passing through the famous Arch of the Centuries as a sign of alliance/acceptance/point-of-no-return in our stay at UST.) Afterwards, there was a concert. But I wasn't able to attend it since I had to go home early. And I also promised my high school buddies that I would drop by Friday afternoon to catch up with them.

Have I mentioned that our batch at UST is extremely special? We are given special treatment 'cause we are the tentative graduates on the year 2011, the same year that UST will turn 400. Imagine that! 400 years! So, like, we're called the Quadri-Centennial Batch. :D

I will graduate on 2011.

...So I hope I pass all my subjects. And maintain a grade of 1.75.

God help me.

Oh, and belated happy birthday to Josh!

And I'm gonna plug all the DevArt accounts of my blockmates: Pilar, Kev, Alfonso, Alexa and Kuya Moody.

Have a God-blessed Saturday! ^_________^