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Wow. This day brought major bad news. I'll stay on the positive side, though. The bad news I'm talking about is that Jill and I didn't make it to the shortlist for interview at UPCM. I felt bad for a few hours because I really was boggled why we didn't make it. I have theories that are highly likely but I still am just saddened that a high NMAT score couldn't cut it. Plus, I don't think my GWA is bad. On a positive note, I believe God has a plan and a reason for everything. That's why I'll accept this failure gracefully and use it as a motivation to do well in whichever medschool I will study in.

A short story on the finding out that we weren't on the list:
Jill logged on to pinoymd.com and checked the thread about UPCM. A member posted that the list for interview was out and she'll be posting pictures. I got anxious, nervous, and prayed. I texted a friend who also applied if he has a friend who's in UP at that moment to check. Since he didn't reply ASAP, I called my sister hoping it was still lunch break for her and that she'll pick up. On the second try, she answered and was really cooperative. I was surprised. Hahaha. After a while, my sister texted that we weren't on the list.

First stage of Grief: Denial. "Baka nagkamali lang siya" (which is really not probable since she's not stupid nor is she blind, with her glasses on at least) "Baka nagjojoke lang siya" (I don't think she would do something like that)
Second stage: Anger. Why?! Why?! It's so unfair. Blahs. Our effort was wasted. (but hopefully, we'll be accepted into the other schools we've applied to)
Third Stage: Bargaining. "Lord, sana mali lang si Janelle. Sana may chance pa."
Fourth Stage:Depression. I talked to Jordy and Sarah on the phone. They were using comforting words which triggered the tears. Thankfully, I didn't gush out because The end result will be headache and colds for me. (Jordy and Sarah really don't know how to comfort people, just like me and Jill!)
Fifth Stage: Acceptance. I understand that God has His ways. I fully entrust this medschool thing to Him. Maybe I won't be able to keep up there or I'd take some time adjusting to the teaching method. Whatever happens, I will do my best to be a good doctor.

This happened in a few hours, the longest was denial and acceptance and the other three were really short. I'm glad I was rational that time. I saw that our friend from UPCN got it. Congrats to you, Eian! I really hope and pray you'll get in! Oh, and there's also a Manresan there. Ang galing!

Again, back to ranting, it's not just Jill and me that I wonder about but also other girls I know about. They also have high NMAT scores, probably has a high grade, good people skills, and they're UP graduates. Hmmmm. It's hard to be a girl. I'm not just talking about UP. It's true for most medschools. I really have moments when I wish I were a boy. Argh, but not really.

So, for people who will get to read this... please pray for Jill and I (and our friends too!) to be accepted in PLM and UERM. I'm really hoping for PLM because of the affordable tuition. I know there's a scholarship for UE, but I'm not sure we'll get it and more importantly, if I can maintain it. Lord, help us.

I'll be posting about the MCAT yesterday at PLM. I won't post it yet since there's a second batch of MCAT takers and I don't want to provide leakage. :P