An MBA Dropout’s Valedictory Address… May 28, 2009
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Ok, I know that this blog will be my suicidal note to my once beloved MBA studies in De La Salle University’s Graduate School of Business (GSB). And as suicidal notes go, I’m sorry to all my past professors, friends, and classmates in the DLSU GSB, but I am now going to discuss the bad side of the MBA program of La Salle and I know most are not going to like it, some will get mad at me, but everyone will say that my points are valid, though some will never admit it publicly. This is the end to my MBA in DLSU. The dropout’s valedictory address:
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Basically, my point is that the school is now so delusional about its “prestigious” MBA program that it doesn’t realize how rotten it has become. Unfortunately, people like me who want to have an MBA degree only find out about the rottenness after we have enrolled and spent precious time and money (to the tune of more than 20K pesos per term).
The issues that I’ll discuss below really need to be known by the public, especially since hundreds of people are blinded by the lures of an MBA degree and the seemingly very professional and business like image that La Salle’s Graduate School of Business falsely portrays.
Of the hundreds that enroll as new students to the GSB, by my estimates a third lose interest only after a term. In my case, during my first term there were five of us “newbies” that became close friends due to our seating arrangement and same class schedules. Of the five, only two continued their MBA studies after the first term, and now there is only one remaining student. The rest have dropped out after being disappointed with the program, and there are a lot of reasons to be disappointed with the program, my personal ones are:
1. They’ll suck the money right out of your pockets – and they will do this by charging fees in almost everything that you do… you have to pay a thousand pesos for taking a make-up exam because of an excused reason (i.e. you were out of town because of work or you were sick, thus making the school’s definition of an “excused” absence questionable…), getting a new ID is worth about 500 bucks (seriously, I can get one printed in Recto for 100), for reprinting of the enrollment form, for adjustments in your enrollment (in case you’ll change subjects), for paying in installment terms, for dropping subjects, internet fee, parking fees, for manuals/lecture notes that rarely are given by the professor… Sometimes I wonder if I’d be charged extra by the school if I breathe in more than their designated number of oxygen molecules. Having good business practices to maximize profit is one thing, but greed is something else…
2. Hey, isn’t this a graduate school? Aren’t majority of the students employed full-time? Then please stop treating us like this is an undergrad degree and our parents will kill us if we didn’t pass your subject…
Some teachers are too inconsiderate, they think too highly of their subject that sometimes the work of their students are greatly affected by the hefty load they give. I’ve heard about people resigning from work, taking a long leave of absence, going AWOL, being scolded by their bosses, etc. because a professor in a three unit subject in the MBA is too demanding. Some professors give difficult homework every meeting; they give multiple chapters in advance that the student must read because there’s a quiz during the next meeting. It would’ve all been simple, if the professor knew how to teach, but some don’t and their students are just clueless about the assignments. I’ve seen students panic because of the inconsiderate workload that a professor gives. Their work and professional careers get sacrificed because of these all too important professors. And yet, how do the students get the money to pay for the tuition fees-which in turn become the professor’s salary? the students need to work to earn money! Only a minority of the GSB’s student population get their tuition money from their parents. Some are even company sponsored so it’s really ironic that the student’s work suffers while the company pays for the tuition.
3. The admin is either A. incompetent or B. apathetic to their students or C. they just want our money or D. all they really care about is money or E. all of the above – I’ve had several run-ins with the admin and this is the main reason why I’ve dropped out. I just can’t stand the incompetence of the GSB and DLSU-Manila.
My first run-in with the admin happened before my first term. After scoring very high on the multiple choice entrance test and having an average result on the essay part (I had personal issues when I took the essay exam and I wasn’t in the mood to write) one of the admin approached me as I confirmed my intent to study in DLSU and told me that I had high grades in the entrance exam and so I would be given a scholarship. Then, a day after the guy called me again and told me that I didn’t get the scholarship because I only had an average score on the essay… That really sucked especially since I already told my friends and my family that I was accepted as a scholar to the GSB. Imagine the shame… Frustrated, I went home, talked to my mother and said: “Ma hindi pala ko scholar sa lasalle kasi kabobohan daw yung sagot ko sa essay.”
My second great run-in with the admin was when the GSB was reintegrated to DLSU Manila and DLSPS was abolished. My papers with the GSB were apparently lost during the transfer from the DLSPS office… and there was this letter that they made me acknowledge asking me to resubmit the missing documents. I never even had the chance to read the letter when they made me sign it, and from what the admin staff said when she asked for my signature, I just needed to sign it as proof of receipt of the letter.
Of the documents that were lost, the most difficult document to obtain was an NSO copy of my birth certificate… and that’s because I gave them the last copy of my NSO birth certificate during my first term’s enrollment! Now, from what I understand, I was only being asked to refurnish the documents THEY lost. I didn’t lose the docs, THEY did. Unfortunately, because of work concerns and studies, I forgot about the letter.
When enrollment time came, my enrollment papers were held by the registrar for non-submittal of the documents that THEY lost. I went to the registrar to claim my enrollment papers but they wanted me to produce my NSO birth certificate before they allow me to enroll. The bad thing is that it was the last day of enrollment! They wanted me to produce my birth certificate in an instant or I wouldn’t be able to enroll… I then told them that they should not do that to me, that it was unfair to me because they were the ones that lost the original and now they are harassing me. She said that by signing the letter that they gave asking for the lost documents, I conformed to the school’s condition that they will hold my enrollment if I wasn’t able to produce new copies. I protested and said that I only signed the letter to note that I received it, as this was my understanding with one of their staff.
The registrar then said that, regardless of the signature, it was school policy and that if I didn’t give the birth certificate I won’t be able to enroll. The registrar then, beaming, told me that I should even feel grateful to them because they went out of their way to ask UP Diliman for another set of my transcript, which THEY also lost. I should in fact be happy because I only needed to produce my birth certificate, and it was now a little over 1pm on the last day of enrollment. Thanks DLSU! You managed to get a new copy of my transcript but you still wouldn’t let me enroll because you lost my birth certificate.
I was only able to enroll because I struck a deal with the registrar to order a new copy of my birth certificate from the NSO that same day, so I rushed to an internet café, went to the NSO website, ordered a copy and then went to BDO to pay. I then went back to the registrar and gave her my receipt, with the promise of giving the birth certificate immediately after I received it. Unfortunately, even after I enrolled, the stupidity of that moment irritated me and every time I went to class I was reminded of what happened. I lost interest in attending class-at a school where I pay expensive tuition but receive incompetent service from the admin, of going to school where the admin really doesn’t care about your enrollment, just your enrollment money. So I stopped attending class and dropped out. I wasn’t proud of my school and for me if I wasn’t proud of my school I sure as hell wouldn’t want to graduate from it and be marked as one of its alumni. I never gave them a new copy of my Birth Certificate, and because I think they only care about money, I sure as hell never paid the remaining balance in my tuition for my last term.
Somehow I think the reason why the GSB was re-integrated into DLSU-Manila is because they aren’t professional enough to be called the De La Salle-Professional Schools Inc, or maybe the Inc actually means Inc-ompetent?
Enthalpy October 29, 2006
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“Enthalpy is a thermodynamic potential, …. where any energy input to the system must go into internal energy or the mechanical work of expanding the system.“
- from Wikipedia
Why do we always seek to change but rarely ever sustain it? Probably because the reasons aren’t significant enough to do so, there is a lack of energy needed to sustain it, or the system is too difficult to change. In the first place, people are mostly hesitant to change. Why change something they’ve been accustomed with in their life? Change is difficult, often unproductive and temporary, so why bother?
Because you want to… because you have reasons to.If the reason is significant enough, and you believe it can happen despite all the difficulties and the impossibility. LIke a chemical reaction, we need to have the enthalpy, that potential to achieve that change we want to happen… And after you get over the activation energy needed in the chemical reaction, you must have the energy to sustain it, and not let entropy take down what you’ve accomplished.
I do have that… So here I go now on my first great personal war against myself. Here I go now challenging the stuff I believe in, questioning everything that I am and trying to find, like a software debugger, the lines of code that break down the program that is me.
Banas sa bananas, B-A-N-A-N-A-S! (aka Saging for a Day) October 6, 2006
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The title should be read/hummed ala Gwen Stefani’s BANANAS song
My throat was hurting last Sunday morning, I went to my tito who’s a very good doctor (the best? pwede…) he gave me meds and a scolding and told me I wasn’t earning enough from being an engineer and I was killing myself in Cavite. I just laughed it off, it was typical of him and I’ve gotten used to his sermons. Sunday afternoon I arrived in Imus, my current residence and I felt my tonsils were so bloated that more than half my throat was blocked. I had blood in my spit from the wounds on my swollen tonsils, and even drinking water was very hard for me as my throat felt like alcohol was being poured on the cuts(perhaps the free OH- ions on the water was reacting with the wound…). That was perhaps the worst attack of tonsilitis I’ve had in my life, it was a resurgence of the disease which infected me during my birthday and was probably due to overstress and the weather last week (with the super typhoon and all and I had to do a lot of fixing up at my rented crib in Imus). To kill of the wounds, I had to gargle Betadine and Bactidol every 3+ hours, and every gargle really hurt (imagine dousing alcohol on a deep wound in your throat) and it even made me think of just buying vodka and drinking it till the 120 proof liquor kills all the germs and desensitizes me (I have a very low pain treshhold but a very high alcohol capacity). I also had to take antibiotics that I think made me woozy… if I recall correctly the generic name was Roxithrocin 150 mg, taken 2x a day for 7 days. So Roxithrocin, Betadine Gargle, Bactidol, Bio-Flu and my ultra hot nurse (tnx po ulit =P) got me back on track after 2 days of hellish pain.
Anyway, from all that soreness, I can’t even take in fluids (heck if I have a hard time drinking water I would’ve gagged on soup for sure) so what I did was buy 2 kilos of bananas, the bland-rejected for export type (with smooth yellow peels) which I ate, or rather, almost choked on, for a whole day until the soreness subsided. Now, you’d ask me, if you’d gag on soup, why eat bananas which, well, are solid stupid? Well… bananas are easy to chew and can almost be liquified inside the mouth from chewing. The taste isn’t powerful enough to induce gag reflex even from a badly blocked throat (which I discovered during lunch Sunday as I had a very difficult time eating/sipping/drinking chinese soup for lunch while I had a relatively easier time eating latundan) and it washes down easily with a little water. So after I got home in my crib in Imus I bought a “piling.”
Now, I like bananas, but not as my staple food for a day! I don’t know what other chemicals/nutrients bananas are rich for except for starch and potassium. And those two are not enough for an athletic (joke) person like me. I need protein and more Carbs! Pero I couldn’t chunk down meat and rice down my throat (so goodbye for now chowking braised beef) And at sunrise the next day I was visibly weak and bored with the food.
After my throat’s soreness subsided I quickly went to Chowking (my new fastfood of choice, the former being McDo) and ate, then it was this nice restaurant in imus with a weird name: “Bullshed” which served filipino cuisine (we ate adobo rice and bicol express), then Jollibee, then McDo… ah…. My name is Pierre and I love to eat. May eating never be taken away from me again ever. Now I crave for sinigang… Lola luto ka naman ng sinigang please… yung madaming gabi na maanghang na pwedeng makasira na naman ng tonsils ko hehehe =P
Tonsilectomy… wait for me, after I earn enough leave credits you’re gonna be a reality.
Somebody Help Me! September 9, 2006
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I cant catch the title or the band/artist the sang this one song and it’s always on FM radio. The some lyric snippets go: “… Nasaan… Alas tres ng umaga nasa tuktok ng gusali… pinapasma ang kamay… nagring ang telepono…” . it has a really funky beat with a female singer. can anyone who can give me the name of the song. I can’t believe I’m having LSS on a song I don’t even know.
On the Da Vinci Code (finally) August 13, 2006
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One night at a local Booksale outlet I had tumbled across Umberto Eco’s Foucault’s Pendulum which was priced at a lowly Php 95.00. Always the thrifty book collector, I purchased the book. I’ve been curious about his work, ever since I saw his books besides Coelho’s, which a few friends of mine liked. To my dreaded surprise, Pendulum was about the templar knights, and more. Hmmm… Haven’t I been a little disjointed about the controversial The Da Vinci Code by Dan Brown?
I wanted to write a kind of review/reaction on the Da Vinci Code for a while now, not because I find it a fascinating read, but that I find it strange that a lot of people are affected by it. I guess in our country, majority of the people do not know the Templar stories… and Dan Brown’s “revelations” are very intriguing to a lot of Filipino Catholics, most of which have not taken a critical examination of their faith, or carry the skepticism left by the demonization of Spanish Friars in Rizal’s novels (which we are forced to read in secondary school as part of our academic readings).
Filipinos, you see, are a people with a great interest in rumor… Too much interest that we have Showbiz tabloid shows (which is much more vulgar than anything E! can throw) on two consecutive days. The problem is, as a rule of thumb, we have this uncanny principle to believe that a rumor exists because there is always some truth in it. There are almost no false rumors in the Philippines, every famous movie star has a sex scandal video, and our actresses regularly go to the USA to get abortions.
But I’m going off topic. What I wanted to point out was that some people have been heavily influenced by watching The Da Vinci Code, the tindera at our pharmacy being one of them. But before the code, they were the type of Catholics that say amen to everything the priests say… or as I had (somewhat?) said in an intellectual discussion with some of my renegade friends in college at the tambayan (or the CASAA), these are the faithful zombies. These people, who go to church at Sunday because the catholic church said so, who pray the rosary during October because the church said so, follows and adheres to catholic dogma and traditions because the church said so… without questioning and without thinking. They believe that religion and faith are the same… and the traditions should not be questioned as doing such would be heresy. They were either very devote or very lukewarm religiously, because their beliefs were imposed on them by family, society, fate, and history.
Thus, when a big thing like Dan Brown’s the Da Vinci Code creates some buzz because it challenges their concept and beliefs on religion… It becomes something like Marx’s Das Kapital. They don’t call for outright liberation from Catholic thought, but they begin to challenge it… albeit with little intelligence involved. I have been tired of telling some people that The Da Vinci Code is classified under FIction, because a few people I know have taken Brown’s inane rantings and almost abusrd (cabalistic?) reasoning and relationship fishing as fact. I never thought the novel could be significant enough to challenge one’s faith (or lack thereof) but I have observed that mere mention of the extra hand at Da Vinci’s Last Supper painting can evoke forceful reactions from these faithful zombies.
I have seen more fact about the Templar Knights, Freemasonry, the Rosicrucians (simply put, something like relatives of the templars…) in Umberto Eco’s Foucault’s Pendulum but Eco’s work never achieved the media and religious hoopla that The Da Vinci Code had. This and wikipedia-ing Dan Brown’s biography has led me to the conclusion that Brown’s just in it for controversy, fame ( infamy) and of course money. He’s as legit on the subject as Vanilla Ice is as legit a rapper, incidentally both have had short musical careers (Dan Brown released two musical albums, one of which had the songs “Happy Frogs” and “Suzuki Elephants” – how legit is that?). One of the things that threw me off from liking The Da Vinci Code was his dramatic ramblings about the sacred feminine… borderline fanaticism on his “consequential” factoids similar to the paranoia of Mel Gibson’s character in Conspiracy Theory, to show that he came up with some research to back up his novel (and wikipedia hints that he might have had alot of help on the research). What he presented was anything but new and had been written in countless works both fiction and non-fiction. I even watched some of it on a Discovery Channel documentary on the Templar Knights when I was in high school (afterwhich I created my first email address , inspired by templar lore: soultemplar@yahoo.com – it doesn’t work anymore). The million dollars and a movie deal difference though, was his sensationalist writing style, the book read like a tabloid on the history of the Catholic Church. And again incidentally, he lived in Hollywood from 1991-93, so Mr. Brown’s sensationalism should have been nurtured by Lala land. In showbiz controversy sells and Brown used that in his 4th book.
And by the way, for all the reason’s wrong and right, Eco did reveal that the Templars kissed each others asses during initiations… Following Dan Brown’s reasoning on one of my favorite subjects: wrestling, it is my theory that Mr. McMahon knew that, was an astute follower of (maybe he is a freemason?) and wanted to inculcate the templars’ teachings… so he formed the Mr. McMahon Kiss My Ass Club. And maybe,just maybe, the WWE was founded by the Templar Knights… =P
Growing up on X June 3, 2006
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I've been a big fan of the comic book series, especially during my late primary schooling. My biggest collection and addiction has been the X-men and Superman comics which I've read since I was a kid. In the early 90s, Marvel trading cards were printed locally (and illegally). It became popular in the Philippines and every middle class kid was drooling over the Infinity Gauntlet, Adam Warlock, and Thanos. The children of the ninetees had a crash course on the Marvel Universe, and we knew more about superheroes than elementary Geography.
Then the X-men trading card set followed and every kid discovered Wolverine, Cyclops, Arch-Angel, Magneto, Domino (strangely there was a lot of printed Domino cards even though she was a 6 Pack/X Force minor character) and the rest of the X men family. Like every kid I wanted to be Wolverine, with the bling bling adamantium claws (beat that 50!), bad-ass looking beard, a costume which, even if it was collored yellow (nice fashion statement Logan…), was still tougher looking than Batman's armor (complete with detailed tits) and a "dont mess with me boy I'm gonna gut you" attitude.
I grew up reading the comic books, I collected the X-Men series (as opposed to the Uncanny X-men series), and it had a lot of influence in the formation of how I think. The science fiction in X-men really intrigued me, I've been interested in science since I was a toddler, and the X-men's explanations/theories on mutation, new (fictional) technologies, other planets (Shi'ar mainly), parallel dimensions, and the scientific treatment of paranormal things (such as ISP and telekinesis) amazed my young mind. My adolescence was even guided by the X-men, the "Generation X" line, which was about forming a group of young mutants which will eventually become X-men, gave me ideas (or fantasies) as to how to cope up with the problems of growing up. I was so addicted on the X-men that even now when office talk involves stories about the X men I can hear the organ heavy theme song of the cartoons in my mind (now I really dig the psychedelic new "The Batman" opening theme.)
Now that I just watched the new X-Men movie, I can't help but feel nostalgic.
All I really want is a hot bisexual girlfriend May 27, 2006
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In my bed one night, as I was going to sleep I sat and meditated until a calming sense came to me and I asked myself what is it that I lack in my life? Money has always been a problem, but that's too normal and I can work around it most of the time. I was searching deeply, within my inner self, knowing what my soul has been craving for… and I found the answer:
I want a hot bisexual girlfriend! Like the doctor's wife in the movie Tomcats who's playing with the hot nurse… You know, a girl who's also into other girls, just like me! In the spirit of Letterman's Top Ten I give you my top ten reasons a bisexual girlfriend is the best girlfriend a guy can have:
10. When you oggle at a hot girl (other than your gf) at the mall she wouldn't throw a hellish tantrum or hit you in the nuts.
9. it would be much easier to explain why you think this or that sexy star is sooo hot
8. you wouldn't fear talking to other pretty girls when she's in the vicinity… in fact he might even join in and it would actually turn out good.
7. She probably has beautiful girl friends
6. She probably has beautiful girlfriends (yes the space makes it different)
5. She buys FHM so you dont have to =P
4. Go with her to a girlie bar, get a gro, and share it with her!
3. or better yet make her your gro (it's different, adventurous, and it's cheaper…)
2. Share your porn collection with her
1. FMF Action! hahaha
See, if you'd really think about the greatest hapiness in the world isn't brought about by money. ;P
Labor Pains May 1, 2006
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Happy labor day everyone, be happy you're slaving your ass off for a bunch of stupid monkeys who have too much dough to build and run a company but not enough to make their employees wages proportional to the workload (need I say overtime pay?). Send a thank you MMS or an email to your loving boss, who either wants to bang your ass on the table inside his office room (if you are a hot chick) or work you're ass off because he was too stupidly short-sighted or was thinking about gardening and horticulture instead of the work your department had to deliver. And then in the mad rush to save face he denies your overtime credits which you had to render to meet the freaking deadlines he imposed on you. And why not organize a "gimik" with your friendly officemates, who stab you in the back and say you're a conceited incompetent asshole behind your back.
Labor day has always had that feel of the proletariat class fighting for their rights against the burgoise, but in the modern workplace labor day should be about one employee's struggle against all the stupid office-politics, ass-kissing, and air-headed bosses one has to face everyday.