1D Fascination

Let me deviate away from my typical how my life is going posts.

Lately, I have been playing One Direction tracks repetitively; or shall I say, watching their music videos one after another. I just could not resist their good looks!

Gotta Be You, their newest single, has been played twenty times already this day.

Watch it in 1080p so you can see their beautiful faces clearly. Haha!

Also, last night, my brother and I searched tumblr for any posts about the group. There have been several results, and I tell you, they prove that 1D boys are just so adorable! Here are some GIFs from different blogs in tumblr.

See what I am telling you about? These British-Irish boys can make several girls fall in love with them just by acting silly; what more if you hear them sing? 

One Direction finished third on the seventh series of The X Factor. Following the X Factor, the group signed a recording contract with Syco Music.

The group has 5 members...

Harry Styles

Liam Payne

Zayn Malik

Louis Tomlinson

Niall Horan

If I were to rank them from the hottest to the nottest (? - just so to rhyme) it would be: Zayn, Harry, Louis, Niall and Liam. I do not know why, but even though I find Zayn the hottest, I still like Harry the most. ;)

P.S. I actually cannot believe that I created this entry about them; but I figured I'd post it anyway.

Socio 10 [1st entry]

During the enlistment period, I realized that my Philosophy 1 class is in conflict with my Mathematics 100 schedule, which is 3-4pm. Since the Math class is apparently, more important, I had to scamper to the Philosophy department in the Faculty Center to cancel my enlisted class immediately. Right after, I sprinted to room 118 of the Math building to enlist my desired Math 100 class. Nervous, frightened, and excited at the same time, I waited for the result of the E-prerog; seeing my Math 17 instructor write on my Form 5a gave me a feeling of relief. Also, looking at my document, I realized that I now lack one GE-SSP; dying to get the enlistment process done, my friends and I ran to the FC to look for any available classes. Fortunate enough, Socio 10 [4-530pm] class has been opened, I took this opportunity to finally enlist an SSP and at the same time a Phil. Stud. class. 

Clueless of what the class will be about, I immediately left the MB and rode a TOKI Jeepney to be able to climb up the stairs to the third floor, and reach the 18th room of Palma Hall on time. When our mentor started talking, in my mind I kept on saying to myself - should I look for a different class? I found the people in the air-conditioned room very intimidating, that is why I had a difficult time thinking of what to answer to the quite simple question what is your nickname and what are you doing here. Luckily, I need not answer it with a fancy statement but rather an honest one and by the end of the period, I thought it is very interesting to be able to share ideas with people from different departments, and figured I'll stay in the class.

Never had I come across a democratic classroom; most classes I have been to, if not all, have had an authoritarian setting. Usually, students are not given a chance to state their proposals to reinforce the class policies, contents and the breakdown of grades. That may be the usual setting in classrooms but not in Sir Cardenas's classes. The class was divided into three groups and given fifteen minutes to deliberate on the changes we wanted to make. At 4:15pm of November 17, 2011, the students of Socio 10 THY started to throw their proposals to be written on the white board and be reviewed. It was a long process, all views on a certain suggestion were examined and evaluated. After about forty five minutes to an hour, the class together with Sir Cardenas agreed to take off the lower bound of the word count of journal entries; to adjust the breakdown of grades to the values that would most probably benefit most of the students; and decided to include arts and culture to the content of the course.

As a student, I am used to just accepting whatever there is to be done and be followed. To me, this process is very effective since it hears the sides of both parties, the teacher's and the students'.  The democratic setting of my sociology class appears to be fair to everyone. I am only hoping that this does not show any disrespect to our instructor for "sort of" questioning his syllabus. I only wish for all instructors to be like Sir Cardenas, understanding and fair. 

Looking forward to this class. I must conquer my fear of reciting in classes. Lastly, by the end of the semester, I must have been able to share with others, my insights and experiences and learn from their insights and experiences as well.

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Second First Day

November 8

9:00am - Tuition fee payment at Landbank

10:00am - SM Hypermarket + Tiendesitas with Grace

Was able to buy 2 tops for P200.

*have not had breakfast nor lunch yet

2:00pm - Transferred all my files from my old laptop

to my new one

Yes, I know, downgrade to the highest level. Even so, I am thankful for my new laptop; now I do not need to suffer from screen problems.

4:30pm - Pinoy Big Brother Unliday time! Also, late brunch.

6:00pm - Mom called, saying I should get my things ready right away because she needs to bring me to my dorm again and proceed to tita Dang, who is in a very bad condition.

7:00pm - Mom, Tita Bol, Grace and I rushed to tita Dang's house only to find out that she can no longer respond. She also has been hallucinating already and losing all of her senses one at a time. These are believed to be signs that a person is dying. 

11:00pm - I am back in my dorm, with swollen eyes and runny nose.

November 9

12:00am - Happy birthday to my beloved brother!! He can never be forever 21.

4:00am - Tita Dang passed away. :'(

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Excited, frightened, horrified...

These emotions are what I usually feel during the first days of classes. Every class provides a different mood and setting, but there will always be that one feeling which is similar to all of them, the feeling of being nervous. I have always had stage fright, even until now. Even though I was part of the high school choir, even though we have had several public speaking activities already, even though I am confident enough to speak to anyone, I still cannot control my fear of being put under the spotlight alone.

Yes, I was excited to be going back to school once again, to meet my friends, and to learn new concepts that would probably just be forgotten after a few months. So I went to school wearing my P100 worth t-shirt which has tiny black stars on the cream colored cloth and topped it over my 'supermarket' distressed grey jeans. Protecting my feet are my leopard print flats and to be able to bring everything I need for school, and for keeping myself groomed, I have my white leather backpack.

First class of the day was my PE, floorball or indoor hockey. When our coach started orienting us about the different house rules to follow, I suddenly remembered my previous PE instructor, coach Anto. I suddenly missed my futsal classmates, I missed our closeness, I missed our loud shrieking noises and of course, I definitely missed Andres Crisanto Gonzales. So not to be sad or give out a gloomy aura, I just looked at it as an inspiration to make this new PE class as much memorable as the first one I had.

Next up at ten in the morning was Communications 3 at the 5th floor of the CAL (College of Arts and Letters) building. Climbing up the stairs was already painful but the intimidating tone of my instructor was worse. Just seeing his lips move sets my teeth on edge. One thing I hate about the first day of classes is the Introduce Yourself portion. At the moment my teacher says "what are your expectations" or "what is the reason you enlisted this class" or "say something interesting about yourself" and the like, my throat dries up and my heart begins to beat faster. Fortunate enough, I was able to surpass this challenge and start to get the hang of it. I was able to recite a couple of times and by the end of the class, I realized I am already having fun.

Moving on, after having a one-and-a-half-hour break, my two consecutive mathematics classes await. My practical math (Math 2) goes first then with a thirty minute interval, calculus (Math 100) is up. Typical. Mathematics classes are not-so-boring classes but at the same time are not-so-interesting classes. Well, what else can I do? I require myself to take up these classes or else, I would not be able to shift to Business Administration (BS BA).

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I find the colors very pretty and chic.

I find it funny how I usually get excited every first day of classes. Back in high school, we had four first days and four year enders. Now, it is sad to know but let us face it, we now get to have more first days which means, more excitement but also, every time the semester is near its end, sadness greets students eagerly in every classroom. Although we get to have more acquaintances, we get less time to spend with our new friends because most of the time, we are  figuring out who to befriend and this leaves us even less time to hang around and have fun conversations with them. 

Just being silly in front of the camera.

The first day of the second semester of my first year in the university has finally gone to the past. This day shall forever be remembered.

Blast From The Past

WARNING! The following photos are hilarious. (well for me they are)