Tuesday, August 25, 2015

16 - The people I Commented On

15 People I Commented Om



1. Buzon, Anrey Bryan
2. Calma, Katelyn Anne
3. Dimaranan, Hugo
4. Espinas, Maria Fevy
5. Fernandez, Jordan
6. Gonzalo, Migell Adriano
7. Huliganga, Vincent Junior
8. Lopez, Nicole Angelyn
9. Lu, Antonio Miguel
10. Morales, Joshua
11. Munar, Samantha Karin
12. Olores, Brian
13. Parado, Justin
14. Reyes, Shania
15. Salamat, Martha Angela

Monday, August 24, 2015

15 - Success

Patience: A Key to Success



            Ambition! Passion! Desire! These are obviously essential qualities when one wishes to be successful in life. But little do people know, that what truly successful figures possess, is the quality of patience. Sure a lot of rash people might have a little initiative, but as they always say, “easy does it”. Patience is essential in walking the path to success because it lets a person see the bigger picture of certain situations, encounter better opportunities with it, and finally, changes one’s temperament to an amiable character.


            Every situation can be likened to a portrait. If one only glances at it and act immediately according to what that person momentarily saw, most likely, that person will be led astray. When one rushes to act and does not think carefully, it causes one to miss the things that truly matter. In other words, they fail to see the ‘bigger picture’. On the other hand, those who have the patience to analyze the situation and act accordingly are those who come out victorious and gain the most out of every situation. In all possibility, they are the successful people who look up to today. A good example of this would be businessmen or business owners. Rather than rushing their decisions, they always take the time to look at the whole situation before finalizing their course of action.

            When one stops for a little to think, and notice the things that other people would normally ignore, there is a fair chance that you will be able to encounter better situations that can boost you to the top. These sort of opportunities are presented only to those who have the patience to assess the situation and act accordingly. For example, in important projects, if you can patiently watch and listen to every bit of detail, such as your employer’s habits or tendencies, you can impress the people you work for, by using said details to your advantage. Furthermore, it will increase the probability of getting the best case scenario. After all, Lady Luck favors those who are patient.

            Even if one encounters a very good opportunity, if that person could not tactfully handle the situation, then everything would have been for naught. In order to prevent such opportunities from slipping away from one’s grasp, one must possess an amiable character that would allow him to pull through even the most difficult predicament. This personality could be developed by simply improving one’s patience. Even if one has the talent and ability to accomplish his tasks, it would be useless if he has a terrible and arrogant character. After all, no man is an island. If you have no friends but many enemies, you will eventually meet your downfall. So one must possess an amiable character born from a patient personality.


            On the journey towards one’s goals, possessing the virtue of patience is a definite must. Most of those who rush in without even thinking are the people with the most probability to fall. Remember that there is no need to be hasty, because haste makes waste. Just take it slow and assess every situation carefully. Surely, there must be a golden opportunity hiding behind unnoticeable details. Do not let go of your amiable character for it will be needed to further your journey towards your goal in life. Be patient, for being patient is the correct path. Patience is the key to success!

Sunday, August 23, 2015

14 - Colors of the World

HOW HUMANS SEE COLORS
  

       
 The world is a beautiful place. But what actually makes the world beautiful? As a person who grew up close to nature, I’ve wondered about this at a young age. I sought the answer to my question and I would like to share what I had found out, through my Ignite Speech.

        But such a philosophical question requires a certain amount of time spent on pondering, and as I was but a child when I sought for answers, the very first thing I thought of was that the colors are what makes the world beautiful.

            With that simple idea in mind, I asked myself. What exactly is color? Thankfully, I had the perfect application that would answer my questions with credible information: Encarta Encyclopedia. After a lot of reading, I found out the following: Color is a property, causing visual sensation. It could also be defined as a physical property of light or visual perception that enables one to differentiate otherwise identical objects.

          But where do colors come from? Allow me to enlighten you a bit. Color actually comes from light. Or to be precise, from the frequency it emits. Light is an energy, producing brightness. And the color you see, depends on the wavelength of the light. When the light’s frequency is high, our eyes perceive it as violet. When it is low, our eyes perceive it as red. The frequency range of this two colors is known as the visible spectrum. In between those two colors, violet and red, are the other colors such as orange, yellow, green and blue. And in between those colors are the tertiary colors such as yellow-green and yellow-orange.

              Don’t be mistaken that objects themselves emit color. When you see colors on your everyday things, what actually happens is that when light hits an object, it either absorbs part of it, or bounces of some of it. The light that was bounced of had its wavelengths changed. When it reaches the human eyes, the organ will process it such that our brain will understand it. And that’s how colors come from objects.

               But as I thought more about this subject, I realized that no matter how much light is present in the world, humans won’t see colors without their eyes. The eyes are the only organs through which humans can perceive color. After a bit more research, I found out that the retina, which is a light-sensitive membrane in the back of the eye, is an essential organ needed for humans to perceive color. Furthermore, the retina contains two crucial components: rods and cones. These two components receive an image from the lens and send it to the brain through the optic nerve. The function of this two components work in different circumstances. The rods are used for seeing in low-light conditions. The cones, however, are used to discern light in areas where light is abundant. In dark areas, where light is so little, the rods are put to use. They can only discern one type of signal, which leaves no room for colors to be processed. That is why you can only see so little in dim places. On the other hand, the cones are used in light filled areas. There are only three cones present in the retina. Each cone can perceive one color each, namely red, green and blue. All other colors are only the combination of these three. Once the frequencies of light are read by the retinal cones, they divide it on which frequency is more similar to red, blue, or green. When the information reaches the brain, it cleverly mixes the frequencies to perceive the colors.



            When we stare at a fascinating scene such as the wonder of nature, and we are amazed at its beauty and grandeur, remember that what’s at work with this experience are the colors and your eyes. Be that as it may, a sight can only be so wonderful when it is colorful. When the world continuously gets polluted, it gradually loses the lively color it once possessed, thereby reducing its beauty. The way humans see color should now be understood through my speech. But the reason why we humans want to see color is so we can appreciate the beauty of the world. Together, hand in hand, let us do our best to conserve the beauty of our planet. The world is truly a beautiful pl

Saturday, August 22, 2015

13 - My Friend from Bahrain

He who Hails From Bahrain!



            In all honesty, the person I consider my closest friend in Asia Pacific College is Mr. Andrey Bryan Buzon. The day we first met was at the first day of classes. During the surprise activity of Ms. Joei that required us to introduce the person next to us, Andrey’s introduction by Vince caught my attention. It was mentioned that he lived in Bahrain for more than a few years.

            But of course, that wasn’t the reason why we became good friends. In addition to his good-natured personality which is easy to get along with, one of the main reasons for that should be the fact that our residences aren’t more than 1 km from each other, and we take the same route home most of the time. Through all the times that we went home together, I came to know more and more about him through his stories. Of course, I also tell my own stories but they don’t even come close to interesting when compared to his.

            Because of that, I came to know a lot of things about Bahrain. From what Andrey told me, Bahrain is a monarchy, ruled by a King. Surprisingly, the size of Bahrain is approximately only as large as Quezon City. The country’s currency is Dinar, which is equivalent to 100 Php. I guess oil really does magic to economy. Bahrain’s religion is Islam. Even though this may be the case, Bahrain is currently in a state of chaos because their Islam is divided into two types, the Shia and Sunni. According to Andrey, the current King of Bahrain is a Sunni Islam devotee. For this reason, he is partial for the benefit of those with the same faith as him, while the counterpart suffers as a consequence. This led to a widespread dissatisfaction to approximately half of the population of Bahrain.
           
            Incidentally, the place that Andrey lives in is right in the middle of the residential area of the protestants who cause chaos to the public. His stories include the fight between the rallyists and the police force. Oftentimes, teargases are thrown and a lot of explosions could be heard. I remember Andrey’s story which he included at his speech for our Public Speaking 2 subject, about the time when he woke up, there was a freaking tank at the front of their house! I didn’t dare to believe it at first, but seeing his straight face that seemed to tell he was serious, I believed it with some reluctance.
            Oh. Did you know that Bahrain isn’t pronounced as [Ba-Rain] but rather [Bach-ran]. Yeah, seriously. That’s how he said it was.


Andrey had many more stories about Bahrain that he told me before, but unfortunately, they are too long and I’m too lazy to type all of it. So with that, I would like to extend my gratitude to my dear friend, Mr. Andrey Bryan Buzon. Thanks. J

12 - My Friend From Japan

New Preferences




            Ever since the start of my new college life, I’ve been hanging out with friends constantly when in school and in going home. One of these friends of mine is a person who grew up mostly in Japan. His name is Vincent Junior Huliganga. You can find out more about him through his blog (huligangavincent.blogspot.com).
           
            As a lover of Japanese culture, I couldn’t help getting close to this person who could experience firsthand what I could only imagine in my dreams. He is a person who grew up in a culture much different from where I grew up. As my friends and I, continue to mingle with each other, an inevitable result would be the influence we would deal among us. Even though I may have influenced my friends a bit, I must say that I am heavily influenced by this man, so much that I even try to learn speaking in Japanese. Haha. Not that I have much hope for it though. Still, I try. XD

            In addition to the words I learned through listening to anime, I am also learning a lot from Vince. Although I don’t expect to master the language soon, I indeed, came to know some basic Japanese words and sentence structures. For example, The Japanese word, “suwaru”, means sit. If you want to ask someone to sit, you say, “suware”. If you want to sound polite, you say, “suwarinasai”. Another example would be, if you want to say “stop”, you say, “yamete” or “yamero”. If you want to sound polite, you say, “yametekodasai”. Whenever I have the chance, I try to speak in Japanese in front of Vince so he could correct me if I’m wrong. XD

            Of course, as we get to know each other, we also get to know each other’s hobbies. Lately, courtesy of Mr. Vincent Junior Huliganga, I’ve found yet another addicting pastime. Deemo, a piano music rhythm video game created by Rayark Inc. It has a unique collection of music that would surely give you the LSS. Some people even notice me humming the tune of Wings of Piano, or singing some parts of Utopiosphere that I could understand (cuz’ you know, Japanese vocalist).

            Furthermore, I’ve been listening to Japanese songs which Vince plays in his iPhone. I quite like them because some of them are familiar to me because they are the opening theme songs of animes, such as One Piece, Naruto, Air Gear, Shokugeki no Soma, and many more.


            Over all, the point I’m trying to stress out is that after meeting Vince, my preferences have been inclining more and more to the Japanese culture. It’s not all that bad. Something new is something good as long it doesn’t hurt anyone! Besides, I’ve always been interested in Japan even prior to meeting Vince. He just served to further my interest in it. So with this, I dedicate this post to Mr. Vincent Junior Huliganga. Thanks. J

11 - My Hobby

Hobby: Reading Light Novels



            Ever since the start of my new school life, there is one hobby that I’ve developed and it seems that I’ve become an E-bookworm of sorts, because I’ve been reading webnovels whenever I have free time. Although this may not be all that bad since it even improves my skills in the English language, the problem lies in the fact that even while commuting, I couldn’t help but read! Whether this is a good or bad hobby, well, you can write about it in the comments section. :-)

Before I discovered light novels, I’ve only ever read short stories that interested me in my elementary and high school English books. One of the stories I remember is “The 51st Dragon”, which is about Gawain Le Coeur Hardy and his legendary dragon slaying skills, but unfortunately, it was implied that he was killed by the 51st dragon he encountered. Funny story right? Another one I remember is a short story entitled, “Creation of the World”. It seems this was the English translated version of the story about Malakas and Maganda. I assume you already know the story so I’m not going to summarize it for you. Haha!



Anyway, there were many more of those stories I read when I was 10 or so, but I’ve never really touched on long stories such as novels until now. I think it started when I was so bored I got nothing else to do (I guess everything starts at such times. XD) At that time, I was still living in the province, so I don’t have constant internet connection. Even when I do purchase load for my Smart Bro, the speed won’t even surpassed 100 kbps. I was staring at the ceiling thinking of things to do. I could have played computer games, but it seems I was bored of that too. It just so happened that I remember passing some romance   E-book files from my brother’s girlfriend’s hard drive. So with nothing better to do, I started reading the files mentioned. Who would have thought that I would keep reading it until late at night? I guess reading stimulated my brain in a way that is different from playing games. That feeling of experiencing something new must have been what kept me reading that long, even if it was a romantic novel full with cheesy lines. By the way, the title of the E-book was “Diary ng Panget”, a fairly famous novel by Ate Denny. It was such an amazing story that I immediately became a fan of Ate Denny. Haha! I recommend you this piece if the time comes that you have nothing to do. Also, this is accessible in wattpad.com, so just type away and start reading! Right after reading my blog of course. XD


I read many more romance genre novels after that. But some time later, I ran out of interesting novels to read. It so happens at that at that time, I was moving from Leyte to Manila, where I live now. A gigantic difference I would like to point out is that I now have unlimited access to the internet. Hurray! With it, I can watch animes, see posts on 9gag, and check my facebook whenever I want to. Moreover, it was summer break, so I have all the time in the world! With that, I deviated a little from pure reading and I got interested in manga. It was no less interesting than reading a novel since all images are provided. I read a lot of manga, ranging from various genres like mystery, action, and comedy. Some of my favorites are “One-punch Man”, “Tower of God”, “Combat Continent”, and “My Hero Academia”. I highly recommend these manga, Especially "One-punch Man". You'll definitely laugh your guts off. XD It is truly a work of art!














           Even though I’m reading a lot of manga, none of them are complete stories and once I reach the latest chapter, I have to wait for more updates then. Since I’m a patient man, I didn’t mind waiting. But I didn’t want to do nothing while waiting for those good manga to update, that’s why I searched for more interesting manga. This one manga led me to a path that would need a lot of willpower to get away from. A path of endless literary pleasure that made my brain burst forth with imagination! This manga’s title is “Mushoku Tensei: Isekai Ittara Honki Dasu”, translating to English, it means, "Unemployed Reincarnation, I'll Do My Best When I go to a Different World". This is a story about a Japanese guy who lived a useless life until he was 35. At the funeral of his parents, he stayed in his room cooped up without a shred of care to the outside world. Because of that, he was pathetically driven away from his house by his own family. With nowhere to go, he wandered as the chilling air invaded his body. After some time, he saw some people arguing in the middle of the street. At the far back, away from the notice of the group, a speeding truck could be seen. Without thinking, he rushed in to push the three or so people away from the street, which in turn caused him to become nothing more than a desecrated pile of meat. Yes, he died. He thought he’d never wake up again, but mysteriously, he felt like he could open his eyes. When he did, an unfamiliar place appeared in his sight. He was unable to move and thought that he was in a coma. But then, he saw a kind-looking lady lift his tiny arms so he can see them. It turns out that he was reborn to a different world where magic, monsters, and fairy tales exist. Henceforth, he was known as Rudeus Greyrat! Amazing story right? If it interested you, you should start reading it right away! (But please finish my blog first. ok?) 


The manga itself is fresh with only 5 chapters available. Upon reading the comments, I learned that this is only a light novel adaption. And the light novel is approaching completion. If I start reading now, I’ll just be in time for the finale. So without hesitation, I started reading the light novel at baka-tsuki.org. They are a group of translators that translate webnovels of other languages to English, so as to share them to the whole world. Honestly, they are good guys. If I get the chance to learn to read other language, I’d like to contribute. :-)

Anyway, that single light novel was only my starting point. After finishing such a long fulfilling journey with Rudeus Greyrat, I wanted to read more! After which I discovered a lot of other webnovels such as The Legendary Moonlight Sculptor, Coiling Dragon, Stellar Transformations, The Rise of the Shield Hero, Martial God Asura and many more! 

THEY ARE ALL AMAZING STORIES!!!! Unknown to me at that time, I’ve become addicted. Whether it is good or bad, time can only tell. Or maybe you my dear readers.








Anyway, I just wanted to share my hobby to you. But since its been too long and I think I’ve said more enough, I would just like to squeeze in some encouragement for you to read the novels that I’ve mentioned. I can assure you that It will neither waste your time nor make you regret doing it. Furthermore, it is also a method to increase your vocabulary and learn to write more creatively. With that, I bid you farewell. G’bye! :-)

10 - What it takes to be a Filipino

Am I A Filipino?



Hello dear readers! It's me again! Lately, I've been absorbing myself to a certain question: Do I have what it takes to be a Filipino? Well, if I was asked that, then I’ve got a lot to say. Throughout my academic life, I have always somehow encountered this question one way or another. Be it Makabayan, Filipino or HeKaSi, always the same old question. But this time, I am required to express it in actual words.

But first of all, what makes a true Filipino? Have you ever wondered about that? Does being a Filipino require you to have flat nose or brown skin just like this? Or do you have to have Filipino blood flowing through your veins?  Maybe on the physical aspect, yes. But there is more to it than just that, for you to call yourself a Filipino.

            We Filipinos have characteristics unique to our own. We are as close to our family as a well-knit scarf and we value family more than any other race. Where others refuse weary travelers, we receive them with warm hands and free food. We never abandon those in need and those who are unfortunate enough to encounter disaster. We Filipinos have always been known to be creative and resourceful. When we are faced with adversity, we never fail to rise up to the challenge. And another unique trait of Filipinos is of course, our love for our country.

            Although all of the previously said traits could indeed be seen from the denizens of the Philippines, in my own humble opinion, the most important of them all is the Filipino patriotism and solidarity.

            I can support this humble claim of mine through my own personal experience. In terms of solidarity, I have a very interesting story to tell. Do you remember the previous year, month of November, a catastrophe like no other before, devastated the Philippines. It was known as the Tropical Storm Haiyan, or locally known as Super Storm Yolanda. Maybe some of you have heard the news of the destruction it created, and some of you may have donated relief goods, right? Just from this act, we can already see how we Filipinos help each other. But there is something that makes me different from the rest of you, and that is because I was there when it happened. The day before the storm, we were so calm. We had this naïve idea that, “It’s just another storm, no big deal.” We thought as such, and we’ve never been so wrong.

The torrents of rain were like waterfalls that covered the outside world with an illusion of white. The lounge was flooded, the furniture were soaked and people were complaining. By that time, over 100 evacuees were present in a stuffy cafeteria. Although it was hot, at least they were safe. Meanwhile, I just stood next to the window observing the so called super storm. For a long time, I only saw the never-ending rain, flying branches, flying leaves everywhere! Then suddenly there was a flying tricycle. I’m not kidding. There really was a flying tricycle!

A short while after my stunned state upon seeing the flying tricycle, not too far from our dorm, I can barely make out the silhouette of a man in prone position. He was crawling his way to our building. So I immediately notified my dorm mates, and together, we rushed out and brought the person, who turned out to be an old man, to the safety of the dorm. The poor old man was shivering from the cold, so what we did was give him a set of clothes, a thick blanket and, a hot bowl of soup. When he finished the meal, he gazed at us with a gratified look, and with a bright and genuine smile, he said “Salamat mga apo”. My heart burst forth with emotion as it filled with a sense of fulfillment. It was because I was able to do something meaningful with this life. At that moment, I proved deep inside my heart that The Filipino solidarity is genuine and true to its most fundamental sense.

With solidarity, comes our love for our people, and our love for our own, developed into a natural sense of patriotism. We, the citizens of our glorious nation, Philippines, are born with courage and utterly defied the dominion of others. The ancestors of our past desired freedom, and freedom they achieved. Through countless battles and innumerable sacrifice. They disregarded their own safety as they cleaved the path to independence. Here is an excerpt from Carlos P. Romulo’s “I am Filipino”:

            “I am Filipino
Born of Freedom ---
Freedom for Myself,
My children, and
My children’s children ---
Forever”



So now, let’s go back to my first question. Do I have what it takes to be a Filipino? My proud answer to that is of course, YES. In terms of physical appearance, well look at me, don’t tell me I don’t look like a Filipino to you. Just like any other Filipino, I value my family, I help the unfortunate, I am sort of creative and resourceful, but most of all, I truly and deeply love my country, the Philippines.


So to end my speech, I want to declare to you and to the world. I stand tall and proud and never shall I deny that I am Filipino.

Friday, August 21, 2015

9 - Anti-Smoking Campaign

Smoking: A Slow Suicide


       Good day readers, today I would like to give a piece of my mind on the topic of smoking. First off, I would like to start by saying that I don't and had never smoked a cigarette first hand, and I have no plans of ever trying it whatsoever. But even though I said that, I can not deny the fact that I have indeed inhaled quite a bit of secondary cigarette smoke. As much as I try to avoid people who are smoking, those people never really run out and there are times when I just have to hold my breathe until they pass by or the smoke ascends. I truly dislike its smell. Because of that, I write this post to DISCOURAGE people from killing themselves slowly by way of cigarette.

       The reason why people smoke is mainly because of the addictive substance present in tobacco, which is nicotine. When a person inhales smoke from a cigarette, pipe or cigar, the nicotine present in it is quickly absorbed by the body through the blood and only after a few seconds, affects the brain. Nicotine acts as both a stimulant and a depressant to the central nervous system.

       Nicotine in itself is not entirely a bad thing. What makes the tobacco truly dangerous is that its smoke is made up of more than 7,000 chemicals, including over 70 known to cause CANCER. Some of these substances cause heart and lung diseases, too, and all of them can be deadly. You might be surprised to know that one of the chemicals found in tobacco smoke include: Cyanide.
(Source: http://www.cancer.org)

       Now let me give you a bit of statistics. Cigarette smoking is responsible for more than 480,000 deaths per year in the United States, including nearly 42,000 deaths resulting from secondhand smoke exposure. This is about one in five deaths annually, or 1,300 deaths every day. On average, smokers die 10 years earlier than nonsmokers. 
(Source: http://www.cdc.gov/tobacco/data_statistics/fact_sheets/health_effects/tobacco_related_mortality/)

       Personally, I HATE PEOPLE WHO SMOKE IN MY FACE. Seriously, who could be more rude than people who still continue to smoke when people around them are obviously uncomfortable with it? I have, on several occasions, encountered these type of people. I even sometimes voice out that I HATE THE SMELL OF SMOKE. Don't even give me the reason that you can't help it and you just can't stop. Honestly speaking, there are already alternatives by intaking nicotine without actually smoking through the use of nicotine patches and other such methods. In my own opinion, those who continue to smoke deliberately while knowing that it is bad for the body are people who neither cares about themselves nor the people around them. They lack the responsibility of taking care of themselves. They're basically murdering themselves and those in their vicinity. 

       SO PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE!!! FOR THE LIFE OF ME AND THE ENTIRE HUMAN RACE!!! STOP SMOKING!!!

THANK YOU!!!

8 - Hero

What Makes Someone a Hero?

                     So I asked google what hero meant and this is what it he showed me.


            It is said that heroes only appear in times of peril, when all hope is lost, a single person would be able to overturn everything and save the day. A hero is a person who is admired and idealized because of courage, outstanding achievements, or noble qualities. Not many throughout history are able to actually qualify as heroes, especially today, on our current era where “peace” mostly prevails.           
            Figures such as Andres Bonifacio and Gregorio Del Pilar are considered as heroes because they died for the purpose of attaining freedom. They had shown unwavering courage in the face of the terror of the oppressors.
            Emilio Aguinaldo, lead the Filipino citizens to the path of independence. Under his rule, he established the First Philippine Republic. He truly deserves to be called a hero for he had the noble qualities and outstanding achievements that a hero should have.
            Those were the heroes of antiquity who risked their lives for the great many. In contrast, the people today who are considered modern heroes are those who work for their families abroad, or a person who was able to save a single person. They say that it must have taken quite a lot of sacrifice to be able to do such things. But in my own humble opinion, what they did should only be natural and are not exactly outstanding achievements. The standards for heroes have lowered because nowadays, people only mostly think about themselves.
            Heroes! They are those who are selfless and thinks for the sake of the people instead of only themselves. They are those who prevent disaster from befalling the population. They are charismatic people, able to lead people to prosperity and happiness. It is sad to think that the spirit of true heroes may be dead now, and I am fully aware that I am not capable of becoming a hero even if I want to, but one day, I believe that a hero will emerge and smash the surreal peace we now experience to bring forth the true peace that the world deserve. Ask yourself. Could it be you?

                                    

Monday, August 3, 2015

7. SoCSIT Week

A Week of Excitement

       Tuesday of the 28th day of the month July, on the year 2015. A celebration like no other started on the spacious parking lot of Asia Pacific College. It was a hot afternoon, but the students were protected by the shade of tall and sturdy trees. It gave off an air of celebration and merriment as we donned our 90's attire, standing tall and proudly. My classmates and I exuded confidence as we held up the large banner designed by Mr. Dartegnian Velarde, walked with dignity around the venue. We also took our time to enjoy the atmosphere and satisfied our eyes with the overwhelming performance of the APC Dance Company, and of course, the dazzling beauty of the candidates for Ms. SoCSIT.



     The next day, we attended the, perhaps, the most anticipated event of the week, which is the Fame of Shame. Not only did we attend, we also performed in front of the watchful eyes of the audience. In fact, my group and I were the first to perform. It was nerve-wracking and I can feel the nervousness of my team mates. With incredible effort, we performed our practiced act. Yet after all that, we were SHAMED!!! ugh. It instantly became a terrible day for me and my team mates. But as they say, there is always a silver lining on every cloud. The so called "punishment", could not exactly be called a punishment. We were forced to drink a beverage of unknown origin and I couldn't dare to imagine the smell of such drink, much less actually do it. So I held my breath and drank the cup of its content in one go. Contrary to my expectation of a sour and bitter drink, it was actually quite sweet. In fact, it tasted like OREO! I almost spit it out because of the incoherence from my expectations, but fortunately, I was able to hold it in and actually savor the taste. Afterwards, I looked forward to the rest of the performances with a slight disappointment in my heart, but nevertheless, I enjoyed it. So no harm done. :)

       Thursday wasn't as productive as the first two days. I was actually expecting the Sushi Eating Contest that was written on the schedule, hoping to participate in it, and at the same time, satisfying my hunger. But sadly, no such event took place. My meager allowance was reduced further and ate lunch with a slightly grumbling mood. Although there weren't much event in the day, upon nightfall was a big event. A sought after competition between the greatest beauties of the SoCSIT Department. But sadly yet again, I was too tired to attend it, in addition to the dangers present when going home at night. But of course, I didn't just let the beauties be left unseen so I went to facebook the next day and saw their graceful appearances. It made me, and also my classmates, incomparably proud that our SS151 took home the bacon for Ms. SoCSIT that night, and I didn't fail to congratulate her the next instant that I saw Ms. Kayla Julian.

      But as they always say, every good thing has an end, so I will just say the Thursday was the end of the SoCSIT week for me. Although I wasn't able to participate in every event, in the very least, I was able to enjoy the week. Some days may have been quite disappointing but that just spices up my journey on my New Life. 

      Right now, as I reminisce on the events that took place last week, I can certainly say that it was a truly a merry and exciting week.