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Group Influence 👯‍♀️🎯

Our last facilitation on group influence really tested our teamwork through the “ballering” activity 🎯

The game itself was not easy sigeg kahulog ang ball and lisod kaayo i balance gamit ang rope 😭 That’s why we realized na dili jud enough ang effort sa isa lang. You really need to strategize as a group and, most importantly, communicate clearly with each other to make it work.

Helping and Peacemaking ⛑️🩹

Today’s facilitation on helping and peacemaking reminded us that in emergencies, our actions matter even before professional help arrives. Learning basic first aid showed us how important it is to stay calm, think clearly, and respond immediately while waiting for the ambulance.

Even though I wasn’t able to join the facilitation, I can tell the murder mystery game in the Integration Room was a total blast! From what I’ve seen and heard, it’s such a clever way to explore attitudes and persuasion, making us think, choose, and react in ways that show how easily we can be influenced. Honestly, I feel like I missed out on all the suspense, the laughs, and the unexpected twists, but just imagining it makes me appreciate how social psychology isn’t just theory, it actually happens in real life, and even a simple game can show us so much about how we think and decide.

all about social beliefs and judgments… so go ahead, judge my vlog 😌

judge the confidence, the laughs, the chaos, and the way i clearly had the MOST fun

learning how we judge others while being judged ourselves, very on theme if u ask me.

education, but make it fun ✨

FINALLY done with our Social Thinking facilitation! 😌✨

This wasn’t just about presenting, it was about understanding, connecting, and thinking beyond ourselves.

My acting skills came out (eyyy hahahaha 🎭), but what really surprised me was how much I learned about people, and about myself, in the process.

Creativity + reflection = a Thursday well spent 💡💖

There was a time I kept trying to fix everything, conversations, friendships, misunderstandings, like if I just explained myself better, people would finally see me.

But not everyone is willing to see. And that’s where I learned one of the hardest lessons about empathy.

I remember sitting with the weight of a broken connection, words unsaid, feelings dismissed, and that quiet realization that no matter how gently I spoke or how much I tried to understand them, the empathy I was giving wasn’t being returned. It felt like talking across a bridge that only I was trying to build.

Social Psychology tells us humans crave connection, but it also reminds us that empathy has to flow both ways to keep relationships alive. When it doesn’t, you don’t just feel unheard, you feel invisible.

For a long time, I thought peace meant repairing every relationship. That if I just tried harder, I could glue everything back together. But healing taught me something softer and braver: some friendships and relationships aren’t meant to be rebuilt, not because you failed, but because protecting your peace is also an act of self-empathy.

Letting go wasn’t loud. It didn’t come with dramatic endings. It was a quiet acceptance that I cannot force understanding into a space that refuses it. And strangely, that acceptance felt like breathing again.

Helping and peacemaking don’t always mean fixing others. Sometimes it means choosing not to fight battles that drain you. Sometimes it means walking away with compassion instead of resentment. Sometimes it means giving yourself the empathy you wished others had shown.

Today, my peace looks like boundaries. It looks like honoring what I feel. It looks like understanding that not every bridge needs to be rebuilt, some are meant to stay behind so you can move forward lighter.

And that doesn’t make the love or friendship less real. It just means I’m finally choosing empathy… for myself.

like it’s lighter to throw anger than to carry understanding.

I’ve felt it in small moments,

the looks that linger too long,

the words disguised as “jokes,”

the way people decide who you are before you even speak.

Prejudice isn’t always loud.

Sometimes it’s quiet, passive, polite.

But aggression?

Aggression is what happens when that quiet belief feels threatened.

And it hurts more when you realize

you start shrinking yourself to survive it,

softening your voice, explaining your existence,

choosing silence because defending yourself is exhausting.

What they don’t see is the weight of constantly being misunderstood.

How unfair it is to be judged for things you never chose,

and blamed for things you never did.

I’m tired of proving I deserve basic respect.

Tired of carrying other people’s fears on my back.

Tired of being expected to stay gentle while the world isn’t.

Still, I choose empathy, not because they deserve it,

but because I refuse to become the aggression that hurt me.

Some days, that choice is the bravest thing I do.

Conformity, honestly, I didn’t realize how much I did it until I looked closely. At the end, I realized that conformity isn’t always a bad thing. Sometimes, it helps avoid awkward situations and keeps things smooth, like laughing at memes I haven’t seen or pretending I’ve watched the latest Netflix show just to avoid feeling left out. But I also learned that it’s okay to stand out and be true to myself, even if it means missing out on some group trends. It’s all about finding a balance between fitting in and staying authentic.

Teamwork: A Journey of Growth

Last Saturday, we presented our term paper on social thinking. It didn’t turn out quite like we had imagined, but looking back, it’s clear that the process taught us something important. We realized that, while we worked hard, we might have missed a few key elements in our teamwork. There were moments when we could’ve communicated better, planned more effectively, and trusted each other more.

But you know what? That’s okay. It’s part of the journey. Every project is a lesson, and this one taught us that teamwork isn’t just about getting things done together, it’s about understanding each other’s strengths, weaknesses, and growing together as a group.

So, here’s to learning from our mistakes and coming back stronger. We’ll work on building better communication, understanding, and trust for the next one. Because the best teams aren’t the ones that never fail, they’re the ones that keep trying, keep growing, and never give up on each other.

(to the tune of "Anti-Hero" by Taylor)

(lyrics rewritten for academic purposes, charot)

PLEASE SING WITH ME!!! (ang di mo kanta di ka pass this sem) 🙅🏻‍♀️

Verse 1

I wake up feeling like the world is watching me,

Spotlight effect says: "Girl, center of the scene"

Nagkamali kog step, murag tanan kita,

But social psych says: "Relax, busy ra sila sa ila"

Pre-Chorus

I look in mirrors made of ather peaple's eyes,

Looking glass self, unsay tan aw nila sa akoa life?

One raised eyebrow and my confidence draps low,

Grabe kaaya ka ma-assume, perp sila wala kabalo.

Chorus

It's me, hi, l'm the self, it's me,

Comparing my life to people l don't even know personally.

Ot night, I scroll, my self-esteem cries softly,

Social comparison again? Ayaw na beh, please.

Verse 2

Who am I? Depends kung kinsa akang kuyog,

Sa barkada loud, sa klase murag ghost made.

Self-concept changing like outfits every day,

Different roles, same me... I think?

Okay.

Pre-Chorus 2

From a collectivist heart, I think

"unsay tan-aw nila?"

Before "unsay gusto nako?", culture got me like that.

Individualism says, "Choose yourself today"

Collectivism whispers, "Ayaw kaayo, uy, please lang."

Chorus

It's me, hi, I'm the self, again,

Motivated when praised, but one threat and l bend.

Self-esteem shaky but l still pretend,

"That didn't hurt", charot, hurt gyud siya, my friend.

Bridge

Threats make me stronger... or make me overthink,

Depends sa adlam, depends sa self-esteem tank.

But motivation grous when l choose ta try,

Social psychology said: "You're human, that's why."

Final Chorus

It's me, hi, I'm the self in a social world,

Shaped by culture, feedback, and comments hurled.

Not fixed, not perfect, but learning slowly,

Salamat, social psych, for explaining...

me.

Outra / Reflection

This song taught me that the self is not created alone.

It is formed in interaction, comparison, and reflection.

And honestly? That makes me feel less alane.

We’re cooking up something epic for our upcoming facilitation, tentative title: “Discovering Ourselves Through Social Thinking Games” 🎲✨

Still brainstorming because, you know… perfection takes time 😅

Right now it’s all:

Throwing ideas around like confetti 🎉

Laughing at how complicated social thinking actually is 😵

Trying to imagine games that actually make people go “huh… I never thought of that” 🤔

So far, it’s messy, it’s chaotic… but 100% entertaining. Can’t wait to see what sticks and how we’ll turn social thinking into a game you actually want to play 🕹️

Stay tuned for more SocialPsych shenanigans 👀

— easier said than done, right?

Because let’s be real: our behavior changes the moment we feel watched. Suddenly we’re adjusting our tone, our clothes, our choices… all because of invisible opinions we didn’t even ask for.

Our attitudes want to be confident and unbothered, but social beliefs whisper things like “what will people say?” or “that’s not how you’re supposed to be.” And just like that, judgment, both theirs and ours, starts running the show 🧠💀

But maybe this plate isn’t saying ignore everyone forever. Maybe it’s saying:

📌 stop letting other people’s judgments control how you live.

📌 stop shrinking just to fit beliefs that aren’t even yours.

At the end of the day, people will think something no matter what you do. So you might as well act in a way that actually feels like you.

Anyway, shoutout to self-awareness and doing your best 😌

(to the tune of “Anti-Hero” by Taylor )

(lyrics rewritten for academic purposes, charot)

PLEASE SING WITH ME!!! (ang di mo kanta bahog baba) 🙅🏻‍♀️

Verse 1

I wake up feeling like the world is watching me,

Spotlight effect says: “Girl, center of the scene.”

Nagkamali kog step, murag tanan kita,

But social psych says: “Relax, busy ra sila sa ila.”

Pre-Chorus

I look in mirrors made of other people’s eyes,

Looking-glass self, unsay tan-aw nila sa akoa life?

One raised eyebrow and my confidence drops low,

Grabe kaayo ko mo-assume, pero sila wala kabalo.

Chorus

It’s me, hi, I’m the self, it’s me,

Comparing my life to people I don’t even know personally.

At night, I scroll, my self-esteem cries softly,

“Social comparison again? Ayaw na beh, please.”

Verse 2

Who am I? Depends kung kinsa akong kuyog,

Sa barkada loud, sa klase murag ghost mode.

Self-concept changing like outfits every day,

Different roles, same me… I think? Okay.

Pre-Chorus 2

From a collectivist heart, I think “unsay tan-aw nila?”

Before “unsay gusto nako?”, culture got me like that.

Individualism says, “Choose yourself today,”

Collectivism whispers, “Ayaw kaayo, uy, please lang.”

Chorus

It’s me, hi, I’m the self, again,

Motivated when praised, but one threat and I bend.

Self-esteem shaky but I still pretend,

“That didn’t hurt”, charot, hurt gyud siya, my friend.

Bridge

Threats make me stronger… or make me overthink,

Depends sa adlaw, depends sa self-esteem tank.

But motivation grows when I choose to try,

Social psychology said: “You’re human, that’s why.”

Final Chorus

It’s me, hi, I’m the self in a social world,

Shaped by culture, feedback, and comments hurled.

Not fixed, not perfect, but learning slowly,

Salamat, social psych, for explaining… me.

Outro / Reflection

This song taught me that the self is not created alone.

It is formed in interaction, comparison, and reflection.

And honestly? That makes me feel less alone.