Saturday, January 28, 2006
Monday, January 23, 2006
OOPS (she did it again)
here's a song i'm playing right now...
she is my drug
she is my vein
she is my life
she is my pain
she is my wheat
she is my grain
i can abstain
though i know it's so plain
she is my cain
upon the night
i see her eyes
her tears are my skies
her heart beats my life
i can't refrain
though i know it's so plain
she is my cain
she is my night
she is my day
she is my sun
she is my rain
i can't complain
cause i know she's my bane
she is my bane
stuck on you
i just texted her minutes ago with a message that says "break na tayo" if you dig deep on its meaning. i just can't say it to her directly because a par of me still wants her but my mind says end it. it's so hard when your four decision-making bodies (heart=i want; mind=i need; soul=i must; body=i can) all point to a different direction. i' so confused, i don't know if what i'm feeling for her is still love. regret. craving. pity.
i have this song in my mind... it's by 3 days grace
Every time we lie awake
After every hit we take
Every feeling that I get
But I haven’t missed you yet
Every roommate kept awake
By every sigh and scream we make
All the feelings that I get
But I still don’t miss you yet
Only when I stop to think about it
I hate everything about you
Why do I love you
I hate everything about you
Why do I love you
Every time we lie awake
After every hit we take
Every feeling that I get
But I haven’t missed you yet
Only when I stop to think about it
I hate everything about you
Why do I love you
I hate everything about you
Why do I love you
Only when I stop to think
About you, I know
Only when you stop to think
About me, do you know
I hate everything about you
Why do I love you
You hate everything about me
Why do you love me
I hate
You hate
I hate
You love me
I hate everything about you
Why do I love you
Friday, January 20, 2006
WI-FI... why? fuck!
well, apparently, my wi-fi's still fucked up! it's funny, everytime i have the IT dude fix my wi-fi, it would work. I even tried to restart my laptop to test if the connection isn't a fluke. friendster, yahoo, google, all of them are loading but whenever i try to connect ouside the library (where the IT support is located), the only page my wi-fi connects to is the la salle homepage! whoopeedoo!
surfing the la salle page is uber fun! that is the only site where i can see all the profiles of my beloved professors and the latest curriculum offered. i can read updates on the school's handbook (dress code is lifted, frats are now legal as of september 2005). i could also access my previous grades on that site! weeee! but the best part of it, green schemes everywhere! no wonder more and more la sallians are turning green (thanks to the infamous LEO. haha!)
but why isn't my wi-fi working properly? i tried every method to connect, using the laptop's intel pro set wireless and the windows wireless network only to be disappointed. i even let a handfull of my classmates who has a laptop that could actually access wi-fi to check out my setings. all of 'em unsuccessful after numerous battery cycle times. maybe i'm just not destines to maximize my laptop and my tuition fee. shit!
Monday, January 16, 2006
d.i. ronda
Andro Cuevas
HUBEHOR EF
PYGMALION EFFECT
The Pygmalion effect or Rosenthal elect refers to situations in which students performed better than other students, simply because they were expected to do so. (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pygmalion_effect)
This was a study done by Rosenthal (1968) and Jacobson (1992) where teachers selected students from their class randomly and told them that they have a greater chances to develop (intelligence) than their other classmates. The selected students indeed showed more development compared to the other students. This effect manifested the true power of the human brain (similar to mind-over matter), that when people strongly believe that they could do well on something, they will.
I experienced Pygmalion effect when I was taking PETWODA (Dancing). I know for a fact that if there is one thing I’m not good at, it’s dancing. I move very awkwardly and my body is really not that flexible.
It was our first day; our professor-slash-dance instructor taught us warm-up dance routines. He looked at me from head to feet and back again and told be that I have “the moves”. At first, I thought that he was just making fun of me but weeks passed and he always uses me as an example in front of the class whenever there is a new step to demonstrate. Personally, I still couldn’t believe that I have the thing he calls “the moves” but as the course progressed, I developed my confidence and really started to like dancing.
It surprised my whole family (who knows for a fact that I suck in dancing) when I told them that I was to be awarded best male dancer at the culminating activity. They couldn’t believe their eyes when they saw me pull-off tango, cha-cha, jive and other dances. If it wasn’t for my professor who saw the dance instructor within me, I would have gotten 0.0 on that class. He even told me that I could be a part-time DI! But to tell you the truth, up to now, I still see an awkward dancer whenever I go in front of the mirror.