This year’s christmas was kind of underrated. At least for me. It didn’t have the same level of cheer and spirit as compared to the previous christmases I had. Which is kind of sad though understandable and inevitable. Hmmm nope, not really inevitable, more like effortless.
Grade Consultation Day. Not much to say except perhaps that I managed to once again make through one hell of a trimester with at most slightly flying colors. Not to brag or anything but as a way of coping up with disappointment, I tend to think of the worst case scenario so that once the grades are out, at least my comparison level is not that high. In the case of that dreaded XALGOCOM (Algorithm and Complexity – Masters), I was totally okay for a measly 2.0 to 2.5 and I was damn prepared for it, but my ever hopeful mind and demanding future outlook (whatever that is) managed to grab myself a 3.0. Which is a feat by itself already. I was so glad that I was able to achieve passable if not excellent scores in all my courses:
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| 2nd Term, AY 2010-2011 Grades from MLS |
And as a grand total, I managed a 3.4 term gpa and a consequential 3.4 cumulative gpa. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not boasting or anything, It’s just that it helps when you realize that sometimes even though that you think you’re not good enough, that you’re just a mere pushover compared to others, you are actually great. Great in the sense that specifically, you may not be excellent in details but when it comes to a general perspective, you are indeed a well-rounded achiever. Much more than what you think of yourself. And it helps that people notice it and appreciate it.
However, this term’s consultation day was somewhat bland and a bit of a letdown. For one, not much happened (which is somewhat good, I think) and I wasn’t able to celebrate with my friends (other things to do, more important business to attend to). Second, nobody seems to be in the mood for celebrating... it was just that: we passed the term, merry chrsitmas to us. Finally, I myself didn’t feel the spirit of christmas touch mine. I don’t know. It maybe because we were too used to it already. Or perhaps, we realized that this is technically our last christmas as undergrads of DLSU. Or maybe things were getting old and there’s not much use riling things up just to have it pop back to your face.

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