the silent speaks (or writes.)

7.19.2005

research. [sic]

hold it. i've had enough of this stuff.

five days ago, our pesky little principal announced that there will be an off-campus for the fourth year students... in order to complete their rischurch projects in due time. [sic]

but before she was forced to heed the student's call....

she administered an opiate of research ramblings, i. e. why were we not able to do extensive RRL and all that stuff, amounting to two hours of precious time. time and again we tried telling her that we did not have the sufficient time to do so, since we weren't given ANY time at all.

quoting her: we wanted to know, what is the real issues, that's why we invited you here.

all pleadings, at first perception... to no avail.

until the bugging research teacher acted savior. and so she did approve of the off campus.

anyway, that workaholic dude is no savior. he's just the pressurizer.

then came monday... everything was on due course until she blabbered again:

"i think we should suspend this off campus for at least one day. hindi pa kasi naayos yung schedule. may you now please return to your respective classrooms."

instantly there was an uproar. whaddya expect anyway??? hurrah??

then our group was invited to the principal's office for the umpteenth time, i think. but nonsense was breathing around there, so excused myself out. things were just so frustrating.

anyway, the off campus still did push its way through, and we ended up in the UP College of Science Library, and eventually, with nothing at hand.

an aura of doubt suddenly enveloped the minds of many student researchers. they had a good point though, as here came day two, tuesday.

as of eight o'clock, people were swarming in and out of the school grounds. things were running smooth...

enter the dep-ed supervisor.

effective 9:01 am, no one was allowed to leave the campus unless one fulfills the following requirements: he/she has a) a parent's permit b) a parent as chaperon c) a teacher as chaperon. of course, in all their power, the hardworking student tried everything to succeed: talk, talk, and forge. it turned out that the pen was real mightier than the tongue.

forget it. we were able to leave the school grounds by 11 am.

wasted three hours, oh crap. and by the way, i believe we were given an off campus to have sufficient quality time to do the project. but if this nincompoop administration keeps on laying their dead bodies in front of the school gate.... damn. *sorry for the foul language.* and as far as i'm concerned, i don't need no chaperon with me.

anyway, please, let's not waste time. for time is gold. and gold is money.

speaking of money.....

who is willing to give me Php2200??? we badly need it for experimentation. solicitation letters have been circulating lately, i believe. so please. please. please!!! i don't have money.

all said....

hail [hell] to research! the cornerstone of my future.

[p.s. sorry if i didn't go into certain details, i'm still trying to recover back to my old blogger self.]

the silent spoke up on 20:30

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