Oplan Improvement
By Faith Yangyang
That familiar, musky morning breeze blew my face as I burred and ebbed on an unfamiliar street, watching people in haste from left and right. I was at a loss and didn’t know where I was headed to, the people I was about to meet, the pavements I was about to leave marks on.
It was the early sunup of the fifth of June, the start of a new chapter in my existence as I embarked the college life. It was another chance to start anew, another chance to make me feel better about myself; of the things I’ve been through, of the things I will be able to become in the future.
Aimlessly I walk forty five minutes before classes to my new home—the dormitory where I will stay five days a week, with strangers who probably has it all figured out, or just like me, figuring how to figure things out. As I marched my feet one after the other, I pondered on the city life: the honking of the busy vehicles on the streets, the bickering of vendors, conductors and drivers as they persuade the common pedestrians to buy or ride and yet never wonder. It was a city without a space to converse of ideas or dreams that follow; it was a city of precision, of endless transition. If you didn’t run fast enough, if you didn’t know where you were going, if you do not have the strength to cross the lengthy streets with faded pedestrian marks, then you are doomed. Just like me early that day, you shall be devoured in endless wonder, falling in a pit of danger you never knew existed.
This danger I was talking about falls in many forms. From the discreet pickpockets to the gunpoint holdups, this city knows no limits. I was young and barely cautious; I observed the things normal city walkers won’t. I observed the eyes of those who pass by me, of the people abnormally looking at their wrists for the time, those who look straight ahead, those who look from left to right, those who stare at the ground and those who look at me with walled emotions. Everyone seems to breathe the same air, yet every person has nothing in common, that probably their only resemblance is their parallel distance between their surroundings. There’s a growing feeling inside me that tells me not to allow myself to succumb to such fate as they do. I had my mind set to rather walk aimlessly than have a short-lived, short-seen goal like most of them do.
Before I got void of emotions and realizations, I chose to bask myself in the unheard cries of the people who pass by, of their unfinished stories, their unfulfilled dreams. Panting, I was able to reach the gate of the dormitory; I logged on and pressed the elevator button to sixth floor. I entered. I was alone and closed my eyes and remembered how I got here.
I was the editor in chief, senior year in high school. Teachers praised my well-versed essays and modulated voice. Students younger and those my age acknowledged my “talent” in writing, drawing and the like. I was under the special science class curriculum, together with my seven other classmates. We sat together in groups of two, affixed with an average table with desktop computers each and a lengthy whiteboard filled with mathematical equations that all seemed gibberish to me.
I had three goals in high school: to become the editor in chief of our school paper, to be class valedictorian, and to pass my dream university. I was one out of three fulfilled in the said goals.
It’s been almost two years since I started writing again. Maybe there’s this large gap in me I was trying to avoid as I proceeded to the next chapter of my life. Maybe these are unresolved issues in the past, of how I was ruthlessly hurt by the people around me, like I shouldn’t have done the things I have done or said the things that I said; that I couldn’t be wrong, I shouldn’t be wrong, or perhaps I just plainly don’t see that I’m wrong. This might be my reward for excluding myself from social conventions and yet somehow expecting others to like me. Maybe I was trying so hard not to give a lot of myself again, not to share what I know or how I feel because I know that there’s still the genuine, fragile me inside; that part of me that feels pain and tries to clutch on my strong and optimistic outer self to not let her down again.
There was a ding and the elevator door opened. I entered my room directly beside it, closed the door and sighed. This is probably only a prologue, the beginning of the complexity that is life.
It was the early sunup of the fifth of June, the start of a new chapter in my existence as I embarked the college life. It was another chance to start anew, another chance to make me feel better about myself; of the things I’ve been through, of the things I will be able to become in the future.
Aimlessly I walk forty five minutes before classes to my new home—the dormitory where I will stay five days a week, with strangers who probably has it all figured out, or just like me, figuring how to figure things out. As I marched my feet one after the other, I pondered on the city life: the honking of the busy vehicles on the streets, the bickering of vendors, conductors and drivers as they persuade the common pedestrians to buy or ride and yet never wonder. It was a city without a space to converse of ideas or dreams that follow; it was a city of precision, of endless transition. If you didn’t run fast enough, if you didn’t know where you were going, if you do not have the strength to cross the lengthy streets with faded pedestrian marks, then you are doomed. Just like me early that day, you shall be devoured in endless wonder, falling in a pit of danger you never knew existed.
This danger I was talking about falls in many forms. From the discreet pickpockets to the gunpoint holdups, this city knows no limits. I was young and barely cautious; I observed the things normal city walkers won’t. I observed the eyes of those who pass by me, of the people abnormally looking at their wrists for the time, those who look straight ahead, those who look from left to right, those who stare at the ground and those who look at me with walled emotions. Everyone seems to breathe the same air, yet every person has nothing in common, that probably their only resemblance is their parallel distance between their surroundings. There’s a growing feeling inside me that tells me not to allow myself to succumb to such fate as they do. I had my mind set to rather walk aimlessly than have a short-lived, short-seen goal like most of them do.
Before I got void of emotions and realizations, I chose to bask myself in the unheard cries of the people who pass by, of their unfinished stories, their unfulfilled dreams. Panting, I was able to reach the gate of the dormitory; I logged on and pressed the elevator button to sixth floor. I entered. I was alone and closed my eyes and remembered how I got here.
I was the editor in chief, senior year in high school. Teachers praised my well-versed essays and modulated voice. Students younger and those my age acknowledged my “talent” in writing, drawing and the like. I was under the special science class curriculum, together with my seven other classmates. We sat together in groups of two, affixed with an average table with desktop computers each and a lengthy whiteboard filled with mathematical equations that all seemed gibberish to me.
I had three goals in high school: to become the editor in chief of our school paper, to be class valedictorian, and to pass my dream university. I was one out of three fulfilled in the said goals.
It’s been almost two years since I started writing again. Maybe there’s this large gap in me I was trying to avoid as I proceeded to the next chapter of my life. Maybe these are unresolved issues in the past, of how I was ruthlessly hurt by the people around me, like I shouldn’t have done the things I have done or said the things that I said; that I couldn’t be wrong, I shouldn’t be wrong, or perhaps I just plainly don’t see that I’m wrong. This might be my reward for excluding myself from social conventions and yet somehow expecting others to like me. Maybe I was trying so hard not to give a lot of myself again, not to share what I know or how I feel because I know that there’s still the genuine, fragile me inside; that part of me that feels pain and tries to clutch on my strong and optimistic outer self to not let her down again.
There was a ding and the elevator door opened. I entered my room directly beside it, closed the door and sighed. This is probably only a prologue, the beginning of the complexity that is life.
I can make it!
By: April Dorigo
Polytechnic University of the Philippines (PUP) is sought after for having the lowest tuition among universities in the Philippines at 12 pesos per academic unit. No wonder why it has almost 50, 000 entrance test examinees every year.
But just like any entrance examinations, it’s not easy to get admitted in PUP. It’s like you have to pass through in the hole of a needle for it only caters 8, 000 of the total number of examinees due to the university's limited budget.
Thirst and the scorching heat of the sun added to the uneasiness that I felt as i once again entered the spacious and pleasant premises of this university. This time, I have to take my entrance examination. Graduating high school students from different regions along with ushers giving some instructions are scattered around the vicinity.
Having this six-story building which serves as the venue for the examination, the printed location in my test permit is E500 which means fifth floor, room 500, East. it’s quite tiring getting to the classroom because we have to use the stairs, thank God I got used to this kind of dilemma because my classroom during my high school days is in the fourth floor.
Test proper. Chairs facing the window and outside are the instructor’s table and the test booklets. The exam lasted for ---- hours and it’s really a relief when it all ended. Luckily, I passed the examination.
Here are some of the things I’ve learned before, during and after the examination.
Review your past lessons in high school from first year to fourth year. You may do it yourself or with your classmates who will also take the exam. Do what you are comfortable with.
Check online forums and social media pages (PUP MEMES) which will give you an idea on what the exam is like or what are possible questions that you may encounter or better yet, if you know someone who passed the examination, ask them everything that you want to know. They could be of great help.
Follow the instructions given by the proctor. Answer the question faster but be sure to understand it.
Never leave a blank. Double check and be sure to answer all the questions.
And last but not least, pray to the Lord that may he guide you to pass the examination.
There’s no exact formula in passing an examination. At the end of the day, the result will serve as the fruit of your labor. Believe in yourself. Be confident.
But just like any entrance examinations, it’s not easy to get admitted in PUP. It’s like you have to pass through in the hole of a needle for it only caters 8, 000 of the total number of examinees due to the university's limited budget.
Thirst and the scorching heat of the sun added to the uneasiness that I felt as i once again entered the spacious and pleasant premises of this university. This time, I have to take my entrance examination. Graduating high school students from different regions along with ushers giving some instructions are scattered around the vicinity.
Having this six-story building which serves as the venue for the examination, the printed location in my test permit is E500 which means fifth floor, room 500, East. it’s quite tiring getting to the classroom because we have to use the stairs, thank God I got used to this kind of dilemma because my classroom during my high school days is in the fourth floor.
Test proper. Chairs facing the window and outside are the instructor’s table and the test booklets. The exam lasted for ---- hours and it’s really a relief when it all ended. Luckily, I passed the examination.
Here are some of the things I’ve learned before, during and after the examination.
Review your past lessons in high school from first year to fourth year. You may do it yourself or with your classmates who will also take the exam. Do what you are comfortable with.
Check online forums and social media pages (PUP MEMES) which will give you an idea on what the exam is like or what are possible questions that you may encounter or better yet, if you know someone who passed the examination, ask them everything that you want to know. They could be of great help.
Follow the instructions given by the proctor. Answer the question faster but be sure to understand it.
Never leave a blank. Double check and be sure to answer all the questions.
And last but not least, pray to the Lord that may he guide you to pass the examination.
There’s no exact formula in passing an examination. At the end of the day, the result will serve as the fruit of your labor. Believe in yourself. Be confident.
5 Tips for Freshies
By Arasacha Bernardo
TAO?!
Oo!!!
Sa school?!!
OO!!! OO!! *nahanginan ng buhok sa mukha
Kumpulan ba sila pag nasa koridor?
Oo!!! * napakain ng confetti
Magkakaparehas mga kulay ng suot?! Terno ba ituuu!!!!
Oo!!! Oo!!!
Maiingay? As in sobra?! Pacute?
OO!!!!!
FRESHMEN!
SUREVIVOR!!!
Limang Lumang Tradisyon
Upang Maka-Survive sa Kolehiyo ng Komunikasyon sa PUP
Matapos ako makibakbakan, makakain ng confetti at masabugan ng maalasadako ko na buhok. Isang magandaat mainit na HELLO sa mga COC FRESHIES!!! #WelcomeFreshmen
Bilang Junior, marami na akong napagdaanan sa kolehiyo. Mapamga warla o mga kung ano-anong productions. Ayoko kayo mahaggard kaya ninais ko na magshare ng tips. :)
FRESH FACE TIP #1 NAME GAME
Alamin at kilalanin ang kapwa bagong mukha. Kabisaduhin. Kilatisin. Basic lamang ang tanungin. Name. Birthday. Social networking sites. Dahil diyan nakilala agad ako sa klase pati sa ibang year levels. Plus, palike at pafollow mo na sila. Your name is your brand. The more unique...the more namas madaling tandaan. Get catchy nicknames. Makitulong sa mga orgs. Instant recruit ka na nila. May friends at connections agad!
FRESH FACE TIP #2 FOOD TRIP
Dahil bago, sinuyod ko ang Hasmin hanggang PUP Main para sa mga masasarap na pagkain. Sa katunayan, binayaran ko pa po ang ate ko para magdrawing ng mapa sa loob at labas ng campus para mafeature lahat. Effective naman dahil halos kalahati ng klase kasabay ko kumain nung ako'y first year. Canteen lang ang peg. Pakatandaan, kumain dahil mabigat ang prod. Kahit kay Rapunzel, Aling Panget o Ate Ana lang. :)
FRESH FACE TIP #3 PROF-READ
Dahil may mga bago ka ng kakilala, magsurvey kung ano ang mga house rule ng mga prof mo sa mga subjectmo. Manghiram ng libro o lumang notes nila. Mag-imbestiga para pagpasok sa mga klase nila ay handa ka na. 'Wag pangunahan ng takot. Suriin. 'Wag mag-assume na 100% na ganun sila. Ang importante may ideya ka.
FRESH FACE TIP #4 WORK HARD THEN PLAY HARD
Ay bukas nalang. 'Maya na. Katamad. Later is another LATER! Alam ko masarap ang feeling ng cramming lalo nakapag same results ang maachieve kung same effort ang ginawa sa relaxed mode. Pero 'di ba mas chillkung you have a schedule, to-do listsat goals for today? Eh, kung ginawa mo na agad?! Iwas tambak. Aral aral din pag may time. 'Wag umasa sa katabi. Bihira ang open classmate. Open notes lang. Wala kang notes? Hala ka diyan!!!!
FRESH FACE TIP #5 INVEST...HARVEST TIME
Less pressureunless kung GC (Grade Conscious). Pwede kang pumasok na parang buwan, lulubog-lilitaw. Pwede ka pa magbulakbol. Ang adjustment period ay parang ADJUSTMENT YEAR. Hoy! Gising! College na teh! Pagdilat mo baka OJT na. Pano si resumé? Pwedeng matataas si grades. Pwedeng marami kang certificates. Pero saan ang focus. Kaya mahalaga gumawa ng baby steps. Alamin ang gusto mo. Opportunity happens once. Kaya grab it. Bago yun alamin mo muna kung okay ang rewardsand requirements. Dapat balanse ang skills at training.
Sana maging maganda ang pasok ng taon na ito sa iyo. Bahala ka kung susundin mo ang tips ko. :) Matanda ka na. Papunta ka pa lang. Papunta pa rin ako sa bagong destinasyon lamang. Madapa ka man. Bangon! Freshie ka pa lang, hataw! Para sa iyo din naman yan.
Oo!!!
Sa school?!!
OO!!! OO!! *nahanginan ng buhok sa mukha
Kumpulan ba sila pag nasa koridor?
Oo!!! * napakain ng confetti
Magkakaparehas mga kulay ng suot?! Terno ba ituuu!!!!
Oo!!! Oo!!!
Maiingay? As in sobra?! Pacute?
OO!!!!!
FRESHMEN!
SUREVIVOR!!!
Limang Lumang Tradisyon
Upang Maka-Survive sa Kolehiyo ng Komunikasyon sa PUP
Matapos ako makibakbakan, makakain ng confetti at masabugan ng maalasadako ko na buhok. Isang magandaat mainit na HELLO sa mga COC FRESHIES!!! #WelcomeFreshmen
Bilang Junior, marami na akong napagdaanan sa kolehiyo. Mapamga warla o mga kung ano-anong productions. Ayoko kayo mahaggard kaya ninais ko na magshare ng tips. :)
FRESH FACE TIP #1 NAME GAME
Alamin at kilalanin ang kapwa bagong mukha. Kabisaduhin. Kilatisin. Basic lamang ang tanungin. Name. Birthday. Social networking sites. Dahil diyan nakilala agad ako sa klase pati sa ibang year levels. Plus, palike at pafollow mo na sila. Your name is your brand. The more unique...the more namas madaling tandaan. Get catchy nicknames. Makitulong sa mga orgs. Instant recruit ka na nila. May friends at connections agad!
FRESH FACE TIP #2 FOOD TRIP
Dahil bago, sinuyod ko ang Hasmin hanggang PUP Main para sa mga masasarap na pagkain. Sa katunayan, binayaran ko pa po ang ate ko para magdrawing ng mapa sa loob at labas ng campus para mafeature lahat. Effective naman dahil halos kalahati ng klase kasabay ko kumain nung ako'y first year. Canteen lang ang peg. Pakatandaan, kumain dahil mabigat ang prod. Kahit kay Rapunzel, Aling Panget o Ate Ana lang. :)
FRESH FACE TIP #3 PROF-READ
Dahil may mga bago ka ng kakilala, magsurvey kung ano ang mga house rule ng mga prof mo sa mga subjectmo. Manghiram ng libro o lumang notes nila. Mag-imbestiga para pagpasok sa mga klase nila ay handa ka na. 'Wag pangunahan ng takot. Suriin. 'Wag mag-assume na 100% na ganun sila. Ang importante may ideya ka.
FRESH FACE TIP #4 WORK HARD THEN PLAY HARD
Ay bukas nalang. 'Maya na. Katamad. Later is another LATER! Alam ko masarap ang feeling ng cramming lalo nakapag same results ang maachieve kung same effort ang ginawa sa relaxed mode. Pero 'di ba mas chillkung you have a schedule, to-do listsat goals for today? Eh, kung ginawa mo na agad?! Iwas tambak. Aral aral din pag may time. 'Wag umasa sa katabi. Bihira ang open classmate. Open notes lang. Wala kang notes? Hala ka diyan!!!!
FRESH FACE TIP #5 INVEST...HARVEST TIME
Less pressureunless kung GC (Grade Conscious). Pwede kang pumasok na parang buwan, lulubog-lilitaw. Pwede ka pa magbulakbol. Ang adjustment period ay parang ADJUSTMENT YEAR. Hoy! Gising! College na teh! Pagdilat mo baka OJT na. Pano si resumé? Pwedeng matataas si grades. Pwedeng marami kang certificates. Pero saan ang focus. Kaya mahalaga gumawa ng baby steps. Alamin ang gusto mo. Opportunity happens once. Kaya grab it. Bago yun alamin mo muna kung okay ang rewardsand requirements. Dapat balanse ang skills at training.
Sana maging maganda ang pasok ng taon na ito sa iyo. Bahala ka kung susundin mo ang tips ko. :) Matanda ka na. Papunta ka pa lang. Papunta pa rin ako sa bagong destinasyon lamang. Madapa ka man. Bangon! Freshie ka pa lang, hataw! Para sa iyo din naman yan.
ANG PAGDATING NI TANGLAW
Ni Arasacha Bernardo
Broom. Broom. Broom. Ganyan kapag stuck sa Monumento, ang bagong EDSA. Hindika talaga makakamove-on. Kasi tigil ang mga sasakyan. Monumento nga eh. May gumagalaw bang statwa?Tila usok lamang ang gumagalaw.
Samakatuwid ang Shell Eco-Marathon ay naghihikayat ng mga mag-aaral na gumawa ng sasakyan na eco-friendly na mayroon din na maliit na kinokonsumong langis. For maximum efficiency, ika nga.
Siyempre hinding-hindi magpapahuli ang mgaIskolar ng Bayan. Ang PUP ay bumuo ng isang grupo ang Team PUP-Manila na mayroong labing limang Mechanical Engineering na mga mag-aaral upang gumawa ng entry para sa Shell Eco-Marathon 2013. Sila ay ginabayan ng kanilang propesor na si Engr. Edwin C. Esperanza.
Dito na isinilang si Tanglaw. Tatlong gulongna prototype. Stainless Steel Chassis. Abaca Body Cover. In short, very Pailon and very Pinay. Matipid rin na chicks...lalo na sa enerhiya.
Ang pinakamahinang komunsumo ng gasolina o iba pang mapagkukuhanan ng enerhiya ay siyang mananalo sa patimpalak.
Dahil sa hindi inaasahang kaguluhan sa Malaysia, sa Pilipinas na gaganapin ang event sa Luneta Park, Manila Pebrero 9, 2014.
Mga Isko at mga Iska! Kung hindi niyo nakita sa PUP Oval si Tanglaw. Ito na ang pagkakataong masilayan siya. Ating suportahan ang gawag PUPian. Made in the Philippines pa.
Source: PUP Anniversary Programme Souvenir
Isinulat ni Arasacha Elisha S. Bernardo
Samakatuwid ang Shell Eco-Marathon ay naghihikayat ng mga mag-aaral na gumawa ng sasakyan na eco-friendly na mayroon din na maliit na kinokonsumong langis. For maximum efficiency, ika nga.
Siyempre hinding-hindi magpapahuli ang mgaIskolar ng Bayan. Ang PUP ay bumuo ng isang grupo ang Team PUP-Manila na mayroong labing limang Mechanical Engineering na mga mag-aaral upang gumawa ng entry para sa Shell Eco-Marathon 2013. Sila ay ginabayan ng kanilang propesor na si Engr. Edwin C. Esperanza.
Dito na isinilang si Tanglaw. Tatlong gulongna prototype. Stainless Steel Chassis. Abaca Body Cover. In short, very Pailon and very Pinay. Matipid rin na chicks...lalo na sa enerhiya.
Ang pinakamahinang komunsumo ng gasolina o iba pang mapagkukuhanan ng enerhiya ay siyang mananalo sa patimpalak.
Dahil sa hindi inaasahang kaguluhan sa Malaysia, sa Pilipinas na gaganapin ang event sa Luneta Park, Manila Pebrero 9, 2014.
Mga Isko at mga Iska! Kung hindi niyo nakita sa PUP Oval si Tanglaw. Ito na ang pagkakataong masilayan siya. Ating suportahan ang gawag PUPian. Made in the Philippines pa.
Source: PUP Anniversary Programme Souvenir
Isinulat ni Arasacha Elisha S. Bernardo
Lunasin the Sickness
By Arasacha Bernardo
Remember the Lagundi Formula or that long story about the Fluorescent Lamp? All are proudly Filipino made. This time, there is a new medication.
Meet Lunasin!
What is in a name?! Lunasin in Filipino, it is an active verb which means to cure. How noble is its name.
Lunasin is a soy peptide that exhibits health promoting characteristics. Scientific evidence indicates that Lunasin is a key component in soy protein responsible for its cholesterol-lowering properties. Lunasin is a unique, 43 chain amino acid peptide found within soybeans. Recent research and development surrounding this soy peptide focuses on promotion of healthy cholesterol levels. In addition to lunasin exhibiting cholesterol lowering properties, research shows it also has cancer preventive properties.*
In other words, it prevents cancer. Longevity is its aim. How I wish that the Filipinos can taste a dose of its prescription.
Meet Lunasin!
What is in a name?! Lunasin in Filipino, it is an active verb which means to cure. How noble is its name.
Lunasin is a soy peptide that exhibits health promoting characteristics. Scientific evidence indicates that Lunasin is a key component in soy protein responsible for its cholesterol-lowering properties. Lunasin is a unique, 43 chain amino acid peptide found within soybeans. Recent research and development surrounding this soy peptide focuses on promotion of healthy cholesterol levels. In addition to lunasin exhibiting cholesterol lowering properties, research shows it also has cancer preventive properties.*
In other words, it prevents cancer. Longevity is its aim. How I wish that the Filipinos can taste a dose of its prescription.
FILLE CAINGLET IS NOW MRS. CAYETANO
By Marlen Hiyas
The former volleyball player of the Ateneo Lady Eagles, Fille Saint Cainglet got married last December 27 to Taguig representative and TV Director, Lino Cayetano.
Few weeks after her break up with her more than four-year boyfriend Justin Tec, it was rumored that Fille is dating Direk Lino. The controversies stopped when the two announced that they will get married on December 27 based on Ogie Diaz’s report. The wedding was a secret family affair held in Mactan, Cebu. Only the relatives of Lino and Fille was there.
Many of the thousand and thousand fans of Fille Cainglet were very shocked and were not expecting that she will get married after graduating from the UAAP. They are all still hoping to see Fille in some professional leagues like Shakey’s V-league. Many people still cannot believe that she’s married at a very young age with a man who’s more than twice of her age.
I personally can’t see the romantic chemistry between the two. I don’t know if Fille Cainglet really loves LinoCayetano or if Lino Really loves Fille. Because frankly speaking, they are just together for a few months and yet they already tied up their knots. But who are we to judge the love of these two, let’s just be happy for them and accept tharFille is now Mrs. Cayetano.
Few weeks after her break up with her more than four-year boyfriend Justin Tec, it was rumored that Fille is dating Direk Lino. The controversies stopped when the two announced that they will get married on December 27 based on Ogie Diaz’s report. The wedding was a secret family affair held in Mactan, Cebu. Only the relatives of Lino and Fille was there.
Many of the thousand and thousand fans of Fille Cainglet were very shocked and were not expecting that she will get married after graduating from the UAAP. They are all still hoping to see Fille in some professional leagues like Shakey’s V-league. Many people still cannot believe that she’s married at a very young age with a man who’s more than twice of her age.
I personally can’t see the romantic chemistry between the two. I don’t know if Fille Cainglet really loves LinoCayetano or if Lino Really loves Fille. Because frankly speaking, they are just together for a few months and yet they already tied up their knots. But who are we to judge the love of these two, let’s just be happy for them and accept tharFille is now Mrs. Cayetano.