Psych Homework Sequel

This is our 2nd homework in our GenPsych that we have to share our personal experience. The first one was about dreams (Link here:, and now about our happiest memory. Don’t dislike me if I post my assignments here okay? I just wanna share it with y’all <hearts> 😀

Personally, I don’t really remember much about happy memories. I remember bits of them, but I can’t consider a single one better than the other. Of course family is much more important, but there are fun things you do with friends that you can’t do with your family, and vice versa. So I think I’ll just share something that from not so long ago.

It was on 2009 that I’ve graduated from Immaculate Heart of Mary Academy. I was really so proud of myself because I can see in each of my family members’ eyes the joy and the relief. But deep inside I know that I would be leaving home and stay in a place that I am not used to. Compared to the province life wherein I can be so lax and passive, I had to be somewhat witty and fast now that I’m in a city. High school was way different than that of college. Being absent in high school was a “mehh” kind of thing, but it’s just not that simple now. Heck! Try being absent once in your Statistics class, and you’ll see Chinese characters next meeting. Set aside the school stuff, the real thing that makes me happy, not just one single day but every day that passes, is knowing that I’d be in a place where I’m surrounded by friends and other people I can relate to and learn from.  Just like this one time wherein I found my new group of friends from a friend’s debut. All of us where not really that close before, because I was also kind of indifferent with my classmates and just sticking to some people and made them my only friends. In that occasion, I really got drunk and they were so amused that I was actually drinking. Well that was really my first time getting drunk, kind of like my birthday gift for the celebrant. I really had fun with them and the allergies were worth it. Yes, I’m allergic to alcohol. I know. It sucks.

But even though I got knocked out by alcohol, it became the start of something new for me. Not only that I had fun for them for a day, but I have fun with them almost every day. They may not be the greatest people in the world, but they’re the greatest friends I’ve known. That’s one of the things that make me happy. Every. Single. Day. 🙂


Just Another Busy Thursday

Damn. So this is what they call being busy. And this is how frustrating it feels when you see time just like diamond.

Well as always, I have my Psychology class at 9:15AM. Usually I wake up around 8AM (which is pretty late already, considering the 30-min ride from our place). However today I was able to get up around 7AM, since the thoughts for the day keep bothering me making me sleep so uneasily. So yea, i got to school early and was able to make my assignment just in time before our teacher stepped into the room. Sat around for about an hour before we went to the food court to have a working lunch.

I actually had my afternoon all planned out already. At 1PM we were gonna have our SAD Consultation.. and it doesn’t matter if it takes hours as long as I can be able to have my ‘sideline’ at 3PM and meeting with the Ciphers Dance Crew at 4PM. However, it turns out we were gonna be the 3rd one meeting our teacher and I had to endure a dragging 2 more hours to wait for the other groups to finish their SAD Consultation. During those 2 hours I just can’t keep myself from looking at the time, even if I was distracting myself by watching Kimi ni Todoke. But still that didn’t help. At 3PM, my group mates and I were able to get into the room with our teacher and got through with the consultation. Gone through the Ciphers meeting at 4PM, with a lot of calls and messages from my friend who offered me the sideline. Fortunately, that friend understood that I also had other responsibilities to take care of. So yeah.. I got there past 5PM already, and was worried about my dance practice @ 6PM. (I hate being late at practice. I had to pay fines and do additional warm-up exercises -_-) The client wasn’t really that computer-literate, so I had a little bit of a problem explaining to him some stuff regarding the problems and recommendations on the PC. In addition, the PC can’t read my HDD and even corrupts folders of my friend’s Flash Drive. Yeah, it did hassle me, but I wouldn’t do that much effort without being paid. At least I was able to earn extra cash. $__$

As for the last activity of the day, Lord’s Artwerkz Dance Crew practice, I was able to unnerve and have fun and just sweat out those negative vibes I had for the day, not to mention I was able to see and talk to her again during practice. Seeing her look at me just makes me smile and makes me want to see her do the same. I dunno. She just has this ability to make me feel refreshed with her smile and cute laugh 😀 More often, I do consider her just being an inspiration/crush/someone I just like, but sometimes I kinda think of her just as a little sister or kinda like a kindergarten playmate. Ya know..just laughing about stuff and teasing each other if someone gets a step wrong, and not minding other people whether they care or not.. ya know what I’m saying?

At the end of the day, we should be thinking what really life should be. It’s not really all about being a busy person working day and night for survival. It’s just enjoying life itself. We wouldn’t last long if we know we don’t love the things we do and do the things we love. Sometimes, all we need to do is relax. Laugh. Play. Just like kindergarten. 🙂

Formal Introductions

“Ano nga pala name mo?”

That might be the most facepalm-ing thing I would ever hear from someone who has been formally introduced to me. Ever. Ever ever ever ever. How unfortunate it came from someone I really really like. =_= hahaha..But honestly, I may have come up to some situations that I’ve forgotten his/her name after we’ve been introduced. Well who would ever memorize all names from the first introduction anyway? “Hey I’d like you to meet Nicole, Dana, Kesha, David, Joe, Lucy, and Mark” If you could match all names with the faces the first time, then you sir, are a genius. 🙂 So as I’ve said, I’ve been in this situation a couple of times, but I never let myself be so obvious. Usually I just walk around like a bawsss and hope someone calls him/her so I would finally remember his/her name…then go like “WHOOOAAAHH!! Hey <insert name here>! Musta?“. Easy peazy.

Well this was just part of the conversation. Somewhat, somewhere, I was kinda lost just looking at her. I’m just glad we finally had a proper conversation than just the hi’s and hello’s. 🙂

It Started with Psych Homework

We have this task on our Psychology class wherein we would have to write down what we’re gonna be dreaming tonight, or something we’ve dreamt of in the past. If my homework will be based on whatever I will be dreaming tonight, I would definitely have a blank  paper tomorrow.

So, my classmates and I were talking about it over lunch, and I’ve had sudden flashbacks of my childhood nightmares. Just thinking about it was really creepy. Just like the one where I dreamt of me and my family living in a like a bungalow type of house in a grassland surrounded by the woods. I really don’t know how that made sense but I don’t think the rest of the story will, too.  So as I was saying, we were living in this bungalow kind of house. There was a kind of argument, and I forgot what that part was, but end result was that my younger brother got mad and just went berserk. I don’t know what happened but in a split second he had knife in his hands and started stabbing each member of the family. My dream was in first person mode, meaning it was all happening in my point of view. I saw all of them got stabbed to death, making me the only one left. That just made my instincts tell me, “Run!”. However, he was able to divert his attention on me and instantly slashed my legs, making me unable to run. I crawled on the floor hoping I would be able to reach for the exit, but he grabbed my head and BAM! I just heard myself scream, the view flying high above the roof until it was reaching the sky…then, I woke up.

I ran to my mom as fast as I could, and hugged her tight. I just can’t imagine my own little brother doing that to my family… our family. I didn’t know how my brain could’ve made such a situation, since my brother was even more loving than me. Well he does have some sort of anger issues same as me, but I know it wouldn’t come to a point of killing other people. Well, dreams will be dreams. They might be horrifying at times, but at least at the end of the day I was able to realize how important family was to me.


I saw this from a post in Facebook. I’ve spent time reading it, and it was worth it. Read on. 🙂

Professor : You are a Christian, aren’t you, son ?

Student : Yes, sir.

Professor: So, you believe in GOD ?

Student : Absolutely, sir.

Professor : Is GOD good ?

Student : Sure.

Professor: Is GOD all powerful ?

Student : Yes.

Professor: My brother died of cancer even though he prayed to GOD to heal him. Most of us would attempt to help others who are ill. But GOD didn’t. How is this GOD good then? Hmm?

(Student was silent.)

Professor: You can’t answer, can you ? Let’s start again, young fella. Is GOD good?

Student : Yes.

Professor: Is satan good ?

Student : No.

Professor: Where does satan come from ?

Student : From … GOD …

Professor: That’s right. Tell me son, is there evil in this world?

Student : Yes.

Professor: Evil is everywhere, isn’t it ? And GOD did make everything. Correct?

Student : Yes.

Professor: So who created evil ?

(Student did not answer.)

Professor: Is there sickness? Immorality? Hatred? Ugliness? All these terrible things exist in the world, don’t they?

Student : Yes, sir.

Professor: So, who created them ?

(Student had no answer.)

Professor: Science says you have 5 Senses you use to identify and observe the world around you. Tell me, son, have you ever seen GOD?

Student : No, sir.

Professor: Tell us if you have ever heard your GOD?

Student : No , sir.

Professor: Have you ever felt your GOD, tasted your GOD, smelt your GOD? Have you ever had any sensory perception of GOD for that matter?

Student : No, sir. I’m afraid I haven’t.

Professor: Yet you still believe in Him?

Student : Yes.

Professor : According to Empirical, Testable, Demonstrable Protocol, Science says your GOD doesn’t exist. What do you say to that, son?

Student : Nothing. I only have my faith.

Professor: Yes, faith. And that is the problem Science has.

Student : Professor, is there such a thing as heat?

Professor: Yes.

Student : And is there such a thing as cold?

Professor: Yes.

Student : No, sir. There isn’t.

(The lecture theater became very quiet with this turn of events.)

Student : Sir, you can have lots of heat, even more heat, superheat, mega heat, white heat, a little heat or no heat. But we don’t have anything called cold. We can hit 458 degrees below zero which is no heat, but we can’t go any further after that. There is no such thing as cold. Cold is only a word we use to describe the absence of heat. We cannot measure cold. Heat is energy. Cold is not the opposite of heat, sir, just the absence of it.

(There was pin-drop silence in the lecture theater.)

Student : What about darkness, Professor? Is there such a thing as darkness?

Professor: Yes. What is night if there isn’t darkness?

Student : You’re wrong again, sir. Darkness is the absence of something. You can have low light, normal light, bright light, flashing light. But if you have no light constantly, you have nothing and its called darkness, isn’t it? In reality, darkness isn’t. If it is, well you would be able to make darkness darker, wouldn’t you?

Professor: So what is the point you are making, young man ?

Student : Sir, my point is your philosophical premise is flawed.

Professor: Flawed ? Can you explain how?

Student : Sir, you are working on the premise of duality. You argue there is life and then there is death, a good GOD and a bad GOD. You are viewing the concept of GOD as something finite, something we can measure. Sir, Science can’t even explain a thought. It uses electricity and magnetism, but has never seen, much less fully understood either one. To view death as the opposite of life is to be ignorant of the fact that death cannot exist as a substantive thing.

Death is not the opposite of life: just the absence of it. Now tell me, Professor, do you teach your students that they evolved from a monkey?

Professor: If you are referring to the natural evolutionary process, yes, of course, I do.

Student : Have you ever observed evolution with your own eyes, sir?

(The Professor shook his head with a smile, beginning to realize where the argument was going.)

Student : Since no one has ever observed the process of evolution at work and cannot even prove that this process is an on-going endeavor. Are you not teaching your opinion, sir? Are you not a scientist but a preacher?

(The class was in uproar.)

Student : Is there anyone in the class who has ever seen the Professor’s brain?

(The class broke out into laughter. )

Student : Is there anyone here who has ever heard the Professor’s brain, felt it, touched or smelt it? No one appears to have done so. So, according to the established Rules of Empirical, Stable, Demonstrable Protocol, Science says that you have no brain, sir. With all due respect, sir, how do we then trust your lectures, sir?

(The room was silent. The Professor stared at the student, his face unfathomable.)

Professor: I guess you’ll have to take them on faith, son.

Student : That is it sir … Exactly ! The link between man & GOD is FAITH. That is all that keeps things alive and moving.


I believe you have enjoyed the conversation. And if so, you’ll probably want your friends / colleagues to enjoy the same, won’t you?

Forward this to increase their knowledge … or FAITH.

By the way, that student was EINSTEIN.

WordPress and Polka-dots


So this is the world of WordPress. Kinda feels like the time when I was going to college; everything just feels weird. Ya You meet new people with different backgrounds, and you have to adjust to a lifestyle that is necessary if you really wanna stay longer, even if you’re not that comfortable at first. Kinda like The Hunger Games, where you fight to survive. Or the Wimpy Kid in The Diary of a Wimpy Kid, who I think really isn’t that wimpy, rather a selfish douche who wants everything for his own sake.. but still do things like that in a wimpy way. But yeah, stuff like that. Stuff like college. 🙂

Well, this feels like it’s college all over again. Right now, everything is just somewhat new to me and I’m kinda uncomfortable using it. The navigation’s pretty weird. The default layout’s lame with all its pink polka dot background and black and pink theme. (Seriously, do you think only women really wants to blog?) Yeah, there’s some features that’s somewhat similar to Facebook and Twitter, like on how I can post new entries and stuff like that. I can see I’m not limited to a few characters too, opposed to Twitter’s 140 char limit and to that of Facebook that suggests/forces you to make a note instead of a really long post.

So yeah, I might be doing some tweaks soon to get this pink-black-and-white theme outta my profile. That alone makes me wanna forget about seeing my profile again. I just wish WordPress and I would become great buddies! But right now, it’s time for me to hit the sack. 🙂

Wow I never imagined my first entry to be this long. haha!