Today's Complaint: Passion.

I've lost my drive.

Maybe it's because of my intensely busy schedule. I'm taking up 23-units this term (18 is the usual full load). And apart from that, I'm an officer in another organization. Publications Manager for the AdCreate Society, to be specific. My last class, which is LAW, ends at 7.30 pm on some days and since training starts at 6, I usually miss the first half of it. & by that time, I'm usually so lazy to go to training already. Also, starting September, I'll be having my OJT. That will probably be 10 am to 7 pm everyday. EVERYDAY. Training is 6 to 9 or even 10 pm. And coming from Makati (fingers crosses the company we applied for accepts us), I'll probably arrive for training at around 8 pm. Which, again, will be useless.

Maybe it's because I'm not part of any upcoming competition until I graduate. No Skechers. --I auditioned, but didn't get in the compet team. No Crissa. --They cancelled it this year. No UAAP. --I'd have graduated by then. No Lactacyd. --My upcoming schedule can't handle it.

Maybe it started when I realized I had nothing left to train for. I probably only go to training out of routine and not anything else. I'm hollow, moving to beats and sounds I can't actually hear. I'm not that same person that allows herself to get lost in the music anymore. I'm training for the sake of training.

And you want to know something honest? It scares me. Dance was the only thing I could turn to. It was that one thing I promised I wouldn't let go of in my life. But living as I am now, with the hustle and bustle of my everyday life, I think I've lost it.

Help.

Today's Complaint: Stupid people who have stupid complaints.

I know I already blogged today, but when I checked my email just a little while ago, I was greeted by an email by a very crazy person. I just knew I had to complain about it.

First of all, I highly respect Green & White. What they're doing is very difficult. Imagine, they do this year in and year out. They contact the photographers and turn SPS 505 into a mini studio (complete with lights and a hair and make-up team) and take pictures of thousands of students within a period of a term. And then they compile write-ups, extra photos and information about every student and make sure everything is correct.

Next, this girl, this Katherine Lim (yes, i'm not even censoring her name, if that even is your real name), stated in her email that only students who have three or less terms before graduation are allowed to sign up for the yearbook. Girl, you are so wrong. I signed up for yearbook last year, along with my block mates. I'll be graduating next year on February. So, basically, I had around 5 or 6 terms left when I signed up for yearbook.

Also, there are really different ID numbers on the yearbook because different courses take different years to finish. Most College of Business courses takes around 3 or 4 years, while Engineering courses take roughly about 5 years (& that's only if they don't fail anything). So, to be logical, why will you avail of your yearbook if you're not even graduating yet? And it's not like you know your ENTIRE batch. If your blocks wants to sign up for yearbook, then sign up with your block! Plus, in college, some people end up being delayed and graduate later than their batch mates. It's not like high school wherein you all graduate the same time. Graduation can happen in October, in February, and even in June. Seriously, are you even from DLSU???

So, to answer your question, yes, you are the only person who is complaining about this. You should just go jump off a bridge now. (like what you said in your email) Their system is actually quite efficient, and if there was a better way, I think they would have implemented it by now. You're stupid.

Today's Complaint: Congestion.

To the University Student Government (and other concerned offices):

I remember enrolling in DLSU because in my opinion, it was the best school for me. One of the things I liked about it was the amenities. –The fact that classrooms had air conditioning and that there were many places to hang out between classes. You didn’t need to go outside of campus anymore. I thought I chose the right university for me, but now, I’m starting to regret my decision.

Don’t get me wrong, I love DLSU. But there are really days when I just want to burn this school to the ground, like times when I remember the dress code policy that SOMETIMES doesn’t make sense (You’re not allowed to wear sleeveless unless without a vest, but the vest can be sleeveless. Also, you’re not allowed to wear wedges. –Seriously?! What’s up with vests and wedges? I don’t get it.) and times when the Wi-Fi connection just doesn’t work after countless attempts (especially when you need it the most!)

So, to whoever body is concerned regarding my concerns, this is for you.

First you take away our last remaining patch of grass. You decide to put up a centennial building. Okay, fine. Go right ahead. Eventually, students will benefit from it anyway. I'll let that one slide.

Next, just as batch 111 enters campus, you decide to renovate the LS building. HELLO, don’t you know how many College of Business students there are?! It’s crazy! Instead of having all my classes (all 23 units of it!) in the main campus, I’m forced to walk back and forth from Andrew to Yuch and sometimes even to Miguel. And with other students doing the same during that 10-minute interval, it becomes one whole mass of human traffic. If you haven’t noticed, then you aren’t a very concerned student government.

And then as a result of the renovation of the LS building, faculties and offices were forced to move into the North and South conserve. And at the same time, you took away Medrano Hall as well. WHERE ARE WE SUPPOSED TO MEET FOR GROUP WORKS AND DISCUSSIONS?! –Okay, you’re probably thinking, “Ang arte naman ng mga lasallista, may yuch lobby pa naman, sj walk, central or even amphi.” Well, to address that, let me just tell you what else you have failed to consider.

1. Yuch Lobby
There’s always an event in yuch lobby. If not booths, there are always tables set up for some talk or pakain or whatever. My org was supposed to have our meeting there today, but then these people told us to move because they had to set up the place. And now they closed the entire other half and set up buffet tables.

2. SJ Walk
You literally have to kill for tables that are near outlets. Also, orgs usually reserve them for ticket selling or for some other cause. With limited tables, chances are slim for you to be able to find a table without a reservation.

3. Central
There are no tables in central. What do you want us to do? Have a meeting standing up? Try to finish our final paper while holding our laptops in one hand and typing with the other? And also, as I’m writing this, there’s an event happening in central so they closed off the entire area. You have to pass the back, towards SJ. SO STUPID! The school is so congested, people are already hitting each other and still you haven’t really done anything to address the problem, except have more events in line of the Centennial Celebration.

4. Amphi
The only time I’ll work in amphi at 2 in the afternoon is if it’s a very very VERY cloudy day. If you sit in amphi for even just 5 minutes, you’ll burn. No joke. How do you expect to finish anything with the sun directly on your face and you sweating like a guy who just ran a marathon?

Okay, I might sound so exagge, but I swear it’s true. And so now you might be thinking, the library. There’s always room in the library! Now, if you’re studying alone, the library would be the best place to go. But if you’re meeting with a group, discussing maybe your org party or even your final campaign, you can’t whisper the whole time. It’s quite unfair for those who go there to really study, or (unfortunately) sleep.

From what I’ve seen (and experienced) students end up going out of campus to meet or hang out during breaks. This eventually leads to students cutting class (being too tamad to walk back to campus) or worse, drinking. (Trust me, college makes you feel liberal. If your block drinks, you’ll drink.)

I’m not saying the school is a dump. Or that this is true for all students. I just want everyone to realize that there is a problem. And as soon as batch 112 steps into campus, it might be an even bigger problem. So, DLSU, fix yourself. Please. (Hopefully) I’ll be gone next year. And I don’t want my younger brother to go through any of these. I’d rather he go to a BLUE university (fingers crossed he doesn’t) instead of going to DLSU, if they keep up with this problem.

Keep Calm and Just Complain.

Found this awesome Keep Calm-o-matic Generator. Made myself one. --Oor rather, a few. you know, for future use such as "Keep Calm and Then Die" and "Keep Calm and Stay Awesome"

Anyway, made the perfect one that is probably my life motto.

Makes sense, I'd like to think so.

Today's Complaint: My grandfather.

Let me start off with this: I hate my paternal grandfather.

Okay, before negative thoughts enter your mind with how I must be crazy for hating someone who is thought to be a kind and gentle creature, let me explain my relationship with my grandfather. There is none. And more than anything, he makes my life a living hell.

My family lives with my grandparents. Technically, it's my grandmother's house, but Bert (that's his name) treats it as if it's his own and he never lets any of us forget it. So, let me cite instances when he's being a douche (by that, I mean those instances when he's more douche-y than usual, 'cause he's a douche 100% of the time)

1. It was my finals week and I had to print 10 copies of a colored storybook. I sent it off to the printers and one afternoon they called me saying there was a problem. I had to go to their office. Now the thing is, I had no car that day. My grandfather had both his cars in the garage. Now, I politely made my way to his room and asked if I could borrow one of them. He said no. He said I was irresponsible and that I would probably crash it. I called up my driver and asked him to drive me. I told Bert the driver would drive me. He said no. It's his cars and he can do whatever he wants with it. The office I had to go to was a mere 2 or 3 blocks away. He told me to walk. Really. REALLY. R-E-A-L-L-Y.

Still not convinced?

(To understand this second one, please keep in mind that my grandfather is OBESE)
2. We once ate out at Shakey's. He asked me to cut him a slice of pizza. When I was handing him the slice, he was pushing it away and telling me he only wanted half. And since I don't believe that that fat bastard is ever on a diet, I kept shoving him the whole pizza slice just telling him to take the whole damn thing. He pushed it away and it fell on the floor. He got mad at me. He said I'm such a waste. Then he cut himself half a slice. When the whole pizza was finished, guess what he did. (trust me, you wouldn't be able to guess) HE PICKED UP THE PIECE THAT FELL ON THE FLOOR. Seriously?! SERIOUSLY.

Oh, here's a good one. That only happened like a couple of minutes ago. (The reason why I'm actually writing this blog because I'm very pissed off)

3. My sister has her friends over tonight. They ordered food and bought drinks. I'm sitting on our dinning room table doing some work while eating. Yeah, I'm a multi-tasker, I swear. So anyway, my sister gave me speakers and told me to play music. So I did. Then Bert shows up and obviously walks towards me because he sees food and grabs himself a plate. Then he starts getting mad at me telling me to lower down the music 'cause Pam has friends over and they're trying to talk and they can't talk with all the music playing. I told him Pam told me to play music. And it's like he wasn't listening to me 'cause he was like telling me what's wrong with you can't you see they don't want music. YEAH BERT. THEY REALLY DON'T WANT MUSIC. THEY ONLY MAKE REQUESTS EVERY NOW AND THEN.

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AAAAAHHHHHHH I SWEAR I HATE HIM. And I only mentioned 3 instances. I probably have like 10, just at the top of my head. He's an asshole. I kind of hope he dies soon, but I know it's unfair to wish for that. And I can't hate him completely. He did contribute one good, no, make that GREAT, thing in this world. & that's my dad. And Dear Lord, please don't make my dad anything like him. Please please please.

Today's Complaint: Clearance.

So, last week I logged on to my my.lasalle account (side note: I attend college at De La Salle University and we have a university portal where students can log on and enroll for courses, check their grades and etc.) to check my clearance. Enrollment was going to be next week (which is this week, specifically tomorrow) and I had to be declared CLEARED from all departments to be able to enroll. --My last term, nonetheless. When I clicked on the 'View Clearance' link, BOOM. Guess what I saw.

Apparently, what sprung from my 23-unit term + org work + training was that I forgot to return 4 books in the library, pay the remaining 1/3 balance of my tuition, and do my 4 hours of community service. --Okay, so the community service part I was totally avoiding, but the others, I had no clue about. Out of fear that I wasn't going to be able to enroll, I really stressed in fixing everything. That was on a Thursday. Today is a Monday. I just checked my my.lasalle account again and...

YAY. I can enroll for tomorrow! So, I guess, this wasn't really a complaint. More of a rave. Or whatever is the opposite of a rant. Toodles! (okay, wtf? I don't know either.)