It’s my exam day.. OMG!

I was supposed to be in school at 8am. I woke up 5 in the morning, reviewed my notes and prepared my Quantitative Analysis’ set of formula. I finished around 5:40am and decided to take a power nap; I even set the alarm at 7:15am. Unfortunately, I felt into a deep sleep and woke up at 10am. What a great thing to happen during your exam day…

I am now sitting in a bench near the finance office, I haven’t paid my special exam fees... yes, it is a special exam and I missed it again.. I know what you’re thinking but we’re all guilty for this: TARDINESS.

I decided to take Masters in Business Administration and was happy to do so. It will help me keep my part time teaching job, understand better the business world and to be more so I can do more for myself, family and for my career.  I already acquired 21 units for my masters and took these subjects: Advanced Marketing Management, Business Economics, Quantitative Analysis (which I still have to take the exam), Business Leadership and Ethics, Human Resource Management, Business Environment, and Management Control and Information Systems. Can you imagine? I had those subjects in two semesters. You don’t know what I had to go through to pass those.. and why am I so in a hurry to finish? I never saw it to be that way.. let me tell you

At first, it was exciting to be back in school after six years since I graduated from college. I was so excited on my first day and expected it to be just like the old days.. I get to meet new friends in school whom I can chat with since I haven’t been with anybody here in Gensan. I can stay in school and just spend the time enjoying while learning, have my allowance. The thought of the library excites me too, I love books and just being with them puts me at ease (I can read all I want and don’t have to worry about buying them, great!!!) wrong! I was surprised that we have to do the talking and the class has to participate in the discussion all the time. We have to share our experiences, what we have learned in the field or in the office while in duty, and we had to in every subject that we are enrolled to submit a research or a term paper. IN EVERY SUBJECT... that is beyond tiring, exhausting even. The people enrolled are married, busy at work and at home, no time to stay and waste time chatting with new found friends. If they are single, I don’t know why they are so busy that they tend to forget to live a little (no BFs, no friends outside work, and no life after work hihihi). I stay in school and at the library during my free time (which is most of the time). The library is where I hang out now, not to relax and to pass time through reading but to finish my researches and cases, I haven’t even started a novel or touched a magazine! I was starting to regret this all... studying is no longer fun! I Hated it...

But...

This is where my heart belongs and feels it is home, in school.  I truly believe that everyone should never stop learning. True, it is tiring and arduous but the fruit of it is the elixir of life. I realized that one night during our classes. I was late because I had to attend to my last class in the undergrad and was so in hurry to catch up whatever the report was all about. I needed to do that since I don’t have the time to read for the exam, least I can do is to listen to the reporters for our topic every class. I was cursing on my way up the stairs and thinking I was burdening myself in enrolling four subjects at once and I have a part time job handling two classes.. I feel chock-full with schools, studying, papers, and quizzes.. from my job and my masters.. heck to all of these. When I got in and settled myself in an empty seat, I saw a book lying around near my classmate’s seat. I stared at it and, out of nowhere, I felt pleased and thrilled ,at the same time, that I am sitting there, learning so much about the field I chose and more about life, and still part of place where knowledge is wealth.

School is no fun if it isn’t that arduous and exhausting..

I maybe late but I will arrive and be there in school.. wait for me..