beingbeaple

To describe the affair that transpired last night would be quite unfair to me. I know that a lot of people have made a lot of sacrifices to make the Prom possible and I don’t mean to be rude to those people, but I do think it would be better for me not to say any more about what happened last night.

Let’s just say there are some things about Feb 10 that I’d be better off not remembering. Call me a kill joy or a wet blanket if you wish but that is my decision. Sigh. I’ve always been a melodramatic kid so taking this course of action would only be normal for a person like me.

Either way I’d still like to thank the people who did everything to make the Prom 2007 memorable. It was really cool! And I mean that.

Cool as in cold and cool as in chuy!

There is another happier event that took place on the morning of that day. Eight that morning: I was pacing the floor of the XU Science Center, probably irritating my proctor because of my refusal to sit down and my constant butting in, waiting for my Scholarship interview to start.

Why I took the Scholarship is actually a mystery to me. To be frank I’m not that desperate to get the money and my parents never really bossed me around to take it - in fact, my mother is against my applying for it. I guess the only reason I want to apply for that thing is to see how far I can go with my brain and my infamous attitude.

SO yes, on to the interview.

It was very enlightening. I was in Board 1, there were ten of us aspiring scholars and all of us were taking courses under the School of Arts and Sciences. In our room, there were three judges, assigned to interview us about separate factors to consider for scholarship admission. The first was assigned to interview us about our academics, the second for our financial status, the third for our behavior. An Economics teacher, an English teacher and an RS (Religious Studies) teacher - only I’m not sure which is the Econ prof and which is the Eng instructor.

I had fun answering the questions of the first one. All we ever did was talk about my college plans, my high school grades, my aspirations and expectations for graduation. She even said that if academic standing was the only consideration for scholarship, I would most probably pass.

The second one, this really pretty lady, was assigned to ask me about my family’s financial status. I didn’t really have a hard time answering her questions because I knew all the answers, but a funny feeling started to develop in my stomach because, in answering the questions, it became more apparent that I had low chances of getting the Scholarship.

The third interviewer was the scariest. He was nice, and yet he scared me out of my wits. He kept going on about how I thought I could be of help to the school and the city, and he even got me tongue tied and thinking. I never think! Aargh! I actually had to pause and look at the ceiling, hoping the answer to his questions would drop out from it.

It was very educational and enlightening (as I’ve said before) but I really don’t expect to get the Scholarship. I actually don’t want to get the Scholarship anymore.

After all, Scholarship or no Scholarship, I’m still going to UP.

Poof!

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