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Wala ka pa sa realidad #02

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[The following is lifted from WHAT HAPPENED IN 3 YEARS SINCE I GRADUATED? in 5 years in UP —just posting the particular section as a separate entry for the  Wala ka pa sa realidad  series I want to continue. This version has additional yaps and edits.] I didn’t go home to Laguna after my graduation in UP Diliman. I stayed in Quezon City and started looking for jobs. I remember applying for a management trainee position at an oil company, which did not work out even after passing various interview stages, an aptitude test, and a random concept presentation before a panel. I used to share that journey on my Twitter account, which was naturally deleted after I missed reactivating it within the allowable time.  I took a social media detox as soon as I became officially unemployed, deactivated my accounts like logging out was not enough, and uninstalled them as well for my sanity. It was almost depressing, as my allowance had stopped; my parents were no longer obligated s...

5 years in UP

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[Read this Facebook post as prologue] Five years in UP Unlike the cliché of ending your college journey on a random day, mine ended with a typhoon—shoes soaked in mud, umbrellas flipping their ribs against the weather, for a 5-minute commencement exercise. Yup! That was our batch, class of 2023. Unlike so many great films, the graduation was so anti-climactic. But I dare say it’s still cinematic. A tragic one, that is. Our journeys may have ended too quickly due to the downpour on the morning of July 30; that personally makes it more memorable, for better or worse.  Of course, I wish my grandmother did not have to suffer from her arthritis while struggling through the mud, and I wish my family had fully experienced a proper graduation program at the premier university of the country. If anything, what matters is that I did graduate. I finally earned a bachelor's degree in film. After 5 years.  I would not "receive" my Latin honors after 2 years, in 2025, through a formal...