I'm honestly annoyed at them pushing me to apply for this Singapore study program. I mean, studying in Singapore is nice, but I've told them countless times before, I'm not really interested at the moment. I'm having enough troubles with having passing grades already, and they want me to take on a scholarship that has such high provisions? I'm not even sure if I'll pass into UP Diliman, and they're still pressing me to do this?
It would have been a bit better if they're serious about what they say that they don't mind if I fail or it's just for experience and stuff like that. They say that A LOT, I can repeat what they tell me every single time. I'm really annoyed that they tell me that a lot when I know it's not true.
How can I say it's not true, you may ask? OH I REMEMBER DURING THE PHISCI EXAMINATIONS. When I wasn't in the Official Passer's List, they -- especially my dad -- was mad. Infuriated. I almost wasn't even allowed to apply for this school where I wanted to study. Makes me mad.
And now, I have to cut this. My dad is pestering me to fill up the form that is due later and has to be directly sent to the Singaporean Ministry of Education. Smart, right? So frustrating. And annoying.
Thirtieth of April edit: Today's the cut-off the application. I've been dragged out to the Singaporean Embassy, since we have to pass my application form. I told them over and over last night: THEY HAVE TO GET IT WITHIN THIS DAY! But my dad's really stubborn. He still went (and dragged me along). I stayed far since I know what was going to happen. And it did. The security told us (well, my dad, rather) to send the documents directly to the Ministry of Education.
And then at home, my dad scolded me about it. That I didn't prioritize filling up the Application Form. I told them over and over: I DON'T WANT TO. And then he goes like, he got tired and all, and all he hears from me is that I don't really want to apply. Hullo! How many times have I repeated that statement to them? Even I can't tell! It's that much! And oh, who said that I should still push through with the application? Isn't it them? Last night, I kept on telling them: In order for me to be considered for examination, they have to get my documents by this day. But what? They still pushed for the Embassy. And now he blames me that they got tired and all? Why, doesn't he think that I got tired as well?
I didn't want to apply in the first place. I really don't. I know people from my batch who are also going to try this out, and let me tell you -- they are really smart people. And they really want to get the chance. So I know I don't stand a chance since this program only accepts one student a year.
Ugh. This really just got into my nerves. I'm so tired of my parents forcing me what to do. Like, dorm. They ask me every year if I want to dorm. Ever since First Year, I didn't want to dorm. That's why when Third Quarter comes, I go home almost every day. Obviously, even if I didn't want to dorm, I went in. Because it's them who'll decide anyway. Seriously, why even ask?
How I wish I were in those kinds of families that are close to each other. And the parents let their kids decide on their own.
Thirtieth of April edit: Today's the cut-off the application. I've been dragged out to the Singaporean Embassy, since we have to pass my application form. I told them over and over last night: THEY HAVE TO GET IT WITHIN THIS DAY! But my dad's really stubborn. He still went (and dragged me along). I stayed far since I know what was going to happen. And it did. The security told us (well, my dad, rather) to send the documents directly to the Ministry of Education.
And then at home, my dad scolded me about it. That I didn't prioritize filling up the Application Form. I told them over and over: I DON'T WANT TO. And then he goes like, he got tired and all, and all he hears from me is that I don't really want to apply. Hullo! How many times have I repeated that statement to them? Even I can't tell! It's that much! And oh, who said that I should still push through with the application? Isn't it them? Last night, I kept on telling them: In order for me to be considered for examination, they have to get my documents by this day. But what? They still pushed for the Embassy. And now he blames me that they got tired and all? Why, doesn't he think that I got tired as well?
I didn't want to apply in the first place. I really don't. I know people from my batch who are also going to try this out, and let me tell you -- they are really smart people. And they really want to get the chance. So I know I don't stand a chance since this program only accepts one student a year.
Ugh. This really just got into my nerves. I'm so tired of my parents forcing me what to do. Like, dorm. They ask me every year if I want to dorm. Ever since First Year, I didn't want to dorm. That's why when Third Quarter comes, I go home almost every day. Obviously, even if I didn't want to dorm, I went in. Because it's them who'll decide anyway. Seriously, why even ask?
How I wish I were in those kinds of families that are close to each other. And the parents let their kids decide on their own.
