On the 21st of January, we had an orientation for the language class I enrolled in at the Korean Cultural Center of the Philippines. Classes were to start the following week.
I attended the morning orientation as I had classes in the afternoon. I arrived to the building 30 minutes early although I missed my stop. I walked in and most seats were already taken. I chose a seat by the isle as I knew it would be hard for me to look out front when the orientation starts if I sat somewhere farther.
The orientation started around 10:10AM. The vice president gave out an opening speech a d proceeded to main part of the orientation. Aside from the new classes and facilities, most of the topics discussed were the same from the last time I attended their orientation.
I admit I did not pay attention during some points of the discussion. After the last topic, the library, was discussed, the emcee announced that they were going to raffle a few books. I opened my phone and did not give any attention to the announcement of winners.
As I decided to open Blossom Blast, my name was called! I won a book. I did not know what to do. All I wanted was to sit down and hope that I do not do anything embarrassing but I was called out front to receive the prize.
I got the book and was about to return to my seat when the photographer asked for my photo to be taken. I had to go on stage. I was internally crying and hoping no one would remember me.
Did I mention the whole hall clapped when my name was called? It was embarrassing.
I won a book about K-Drama — yes, K-Drama that I am not especially a fan of, but this might count as a sign.
A few others were called after me. My heart was still pounding but I was also happy.
The orientation was done and we were asked to proceed to the language classroom for the release of the books for the term. It was a bit irritating as there were no instructions whatsoever yet there were lines for specific classes. I did get mine after a few minutes and met someone while doing so.
We went out of the building and went home (or for me, to school). While on the way to the bus stop, I asked the lady whom I’ve met during the book release about her name. I told her that mine was ‘Bessie’ and she said ‘Oh! You’re famous!*’
* Nowadays, ‘bes’ or ‘bessie’, sometimes spelt as ‘bessy’, has become a popular ‘call sign’ between friends and colleagues alike. It is a shorter form of ‘best friend’ yet is has been used casually by everyone to everyone else. To me, it is annoying. I believe I wrote about some of the reasons why on a previous blog post.
I tried to wait for a bus but none was stopping at the usual stop. I found out a few classes later that the bus stop has changed the other side of the road to lessen the heavy traffic.
I used the alternate route that a classmate gave me a couple of terms ago. I rode the bus and a jeepney to school.
I arrived a few minutes late. I had an exam. I was crying. I haven’t gotten a hold of every topic yet and I still needed to study.
Thankfully, we used the first half of the time (our Saturday class starts at 1PM and ends at 7PM) for lecture and was told to be taking the exam on the second half. I had time to study.
A new lesson was taught and I couldn’t get a few parts but the seatwork did help.
We were given half an hour to study and we somehow did. We also did the take home quiz we did not finish.
Another half hour was extended as the classroom we usually use was not available that time.
The exam was…tough. It took three hours for me to finish. I wasn’t even sure if any of the stuff I wrote down was right. I only kept on writing.
I did get to answer them, though, and I guess trying my best was enough. On most days, I don’t get anything and continue on to cry for the next couple of exam hours.
I went home feeling good that day.
I cannot remember what happened afterwards but I’m thankful to have been able to enroll to a Korean language class again and was able to answer exam questions.