A countdown of lasts
Today is the last time I’m enrolling as an undergrad in UP.
As I look back at some five years ago and the years that would follow, I see a miracle—my shifting to MBB, CRS’ extraordinary kindness, and the lessons God has taught me in the process.
The easiest thing to do in UP is getting there. After the UPCAT, one has to contend with exams, papers, and, yes, horribly long queues of people waiting for their turn—earning the timeless joke that UP is actually “University of Pila.”
I can’t agree more. You haven’t experienced UP if you haven’t lined up for hours.