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This activity really highlighted our group dynamic, even though randomly ra mi na-group. Lahi ra jud unta if kaila na nimo daan imong groupmates kay mas dali mo-click, pero in our case, bisan random, nakita gihapon ang essence of working as a group.

Among group kay murag walay galahi, in a way nga nag-work jud mi as one. Everyone was willing to adjust, and we maintained harmony throughout the activity. Nakatabang siya kay smooth among coordination and dili magkalibog sa tasks.

Then, one of our groupmates suggested nga dapat isa ra ang mo-guide namo. In a way, advantage pud siya because it gave us direction and clarity. We were influenced by that idea, especially pag-ingon niya nga mas higher among chance to succeed if one voice lang among sundon. So eventually, we followed that “authority” within the group.

Sharing my experience before na dili jud nako makalimtan.

I was at the student's life ato. We were consulting man ata for our case study sa Dev Psych. While I was sitting down, waiting for our turn naa'y isa ka nursing student na babae nitupad sa akoa. Niya kay ni lean man siya sa ako shoulder, wala rapud ko kay I thought abi nakog naaan ko niyag miga niya. Not until naay nakabantay nga niana nga nakuyapan daw siya mao to na-alarma ko. TEH WA KOY ALAMAG NA KUYAPAN NA DIAY SIYA HUHUHUHUHUH. IDK IF BOMBARDED KAAYO AKO UTOK ATO KAY WA DAYON KO KABANTAY. Long story short, gitabangan namo siya even though wala koy alamag unsay buhaton. Gihilot nako iya palm bitaw, tas gi paypayan, then ang uban ni call for help.

"Ay sige, kana nalang."

Mao jud na pirme ako mabantayan every groupings and sometimes mga last resort na decisions. Although it seems harmless at first—for the sake of being unity and harmony—but over time, it can turn into a pattern of conformity and obedience nga mo sunod sa lain without questioning or mo-uyon sa group bisag dili ka fully mo agree.

Actually, dependency isn't bad for the sake of the group—kung unsay mas better bitaw, then why not? Pero kung sobra pud ang pagsalig sa uban, mawad-an kag sense of identity within the group just because you want to match with everyone's decision.

Guess who’s the 🩸‼️⚠️⛔️?

In the second facilitation, we learned that society doesn’t just influence our thoughts—it steers our beliefs, molds our judgments, and colors how we see others. How the world shape our thoughts before we even notice and how at the same time, our beliefs and expectations can shape reality—positively or negatively.

This teaches us to pause, think critically, and be aware of our emotions and assumptions so we can make fairer judgments and build better social relationships.

The first facilitation was an opener on how we make judgments based on limited cues, how we often rely on quick observations and unconsciously make fast judgments without fully thinking them through. Because these judgments happen automatically, we sometimes make errors and develop biases. Instead of seeing the whole picture, we base our impressions on incomplete information, which can lead to misunderstandings.

First impressions give a glimpse, not the full picture—people are more than what you see at first glance.

Dear Diary,

Liman ka promotions ko na-assigned pero introvert kaayong dako. Gi dedma nalang para mahalinan eyy bangis. It was chaotic, tiring, but also fun. Fulfilling in a way pud na na-execute ra namo amo booths, though the planning and preparations was a bit challenging not just for me but for others as well. The ideas were overflowing leading to opinions clashing, na para bang kulang nalang magbigay kami ng, “Kuya, 1 point po kay ….” Pero good thing, naremedyuhan ra jud tawn, buti naman at baka ma evict ka sa bahay ni kuya. Sa kana pa lang daan, sabotable na jud nga lain-lain ug views and perspective sa mga taw regarding sa mga butang—we do make mistakes and I’m glad that everyone has the courage to be accountable and responsible for making it right :))

D-DAY. Woke up early para magtaod ug pilok kay tig-promote baya. KOMEDYA! Pero ‘yun nga, sayo sa buntag ga gunting-gunting sa flyers and all, silently hoping daghan ang ma-engganyo sa booth haha. The booth started at 1 PM, naglaroy-laroy nami mga promotions committee sa kainiton na hapon. We had fun roaming around promoting our booth (making me hit 12k steps WHAT?!) and at the same time participated in sa mga booths sa lain section. To be honest, the shifting of our schedule wasn’t followed na jud but it was our choice man pud para ma-promote lang ang booth. Personally, nalingaw rapud kog shagit-shagit sa field na para bang nawalan ng hiya sa katawan. Everyone did their assigned tasks, and extended help gawas sa ila main role which I appreciated saur muchie. Also, I am very, very satisfied and happy with our Business and Promotions Committee for being so cooperative—we were just straight-up vibing.

At the end of the day, we were tired but had a blast. Happy pagod ba, with all the little things and the laughter we shared kay core memory na pud siya.

P.S Thank you so much to Miss Barbs for always guiding us, even buying us 1L of tubig kay uhaw jud bitaw kaayo tas galaroy-laroy mis init, very much appreciated kaayo, Miss. Tagos sa puso, fr fr no cap.

Drama? Dear Charo? Keeping up with the Kardashians?

Kwentong walang patutunguhan, pero may aral na pwedeng kapupulutan.

— to the ones who made me feel seen, heard, and valued.

“Hurt people hurt people.”

Sometimes, I would question myself, “Why does it have to end in pain when it could be settled through other means—like talking?” Being hurt is inevitable, but does that give anyone the right to hurt others in return? Despite knowing the pain, one can still choose aggression. A tension so out of control, letting my emotions get the best of me. Sad, but not surprising for falling for the same habits that I’ve picked from others. Truly, the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree.

“What’s conformity, nhay?”

“It’s a girl group, nhak.”

Amusing to think every decision we make is influenced by conformity leading to obedience—or both go hand in hand. Life taught me that people come and go as the seasons go by, hence what they call “seasonal friendship.” As sentimental as I am, I always—and when I say always, ALWAYS value friendship as something so sacred and to be treasured.

‘Yung tipong hindi mo na kailangang ipagpipilitan ang sarili mo dahil kung ano ang para sa’yo ay kusang lalapit sa’yo. God knows ilang beses ko nang pinagpapanata na sana—kahit isa man lang—ay pagkalooban ako ng mabuting kaibigan. And luckily, my prayers were heard. Hindi lang isa, hindi rin dalawa, kun’di marami sila. ♡

I was and still am labelling myself as FOMO (sometimes), I’m legit afraid of missing out—from gossips to chikas—I should be there. Before, even though I loved and treasured my childhood friends, but sometimes I hate to admit that I try sooo hard to fit in so they will accept me. I used to think that if we shared the same interests in everything (ugh so normative influence ang atake), our friendship would be “smooth sailing.” Little did I know, it was ruining us in a way—we kept tolerating each other, for worse or what we thought was better—as if being too alike caused me to become overly dependent on them, putting my thoughts on autopilot simply because I trusted them.

Our friendship continued, but it wasn’t as blossoming as before. Now that I’ve realized I don’t need to perform perfectly for them to accept me; I just need someone who meets me halfway—unfiltered, flawed, and still accepting of me. And, that’s where I met my friends now.

Yep, I do agree true friendships are hard to find, that’s why I’m beyond happy I found mine. I prayed for times like this talaga, and I wouldn’t trade them for anything—pero kapalit ng milyones? Umm, pwede namang pag-usapan. Just kidding.

Pero ‘yun nga, I’m glad that because of that realization, I now see who has always been there for me—and for others as well—who stood up when I couldn’t.

A hell week for me indeed. After a week of sleepless nights, finally, I can sleep peacefully knowing P1’s done. Result wise? Ummm next question. It’s only the beginning of the semester and yet, ang kakapoy mura nag RBE (char oa ra diay). Exams were mind-boggling, mock interview was nerve-wracking, and group proposal was brain-bending—still, there was a sense of relief and fulfillment knowing that my friends and I managed to survive the week—they were the ones who made it bearable. Anyways, I deserve a full day rest today (bedrot) and play roblox for hours yeyeyeyeyey.

Being surrounded by friends and collaborating on fun ideas makes shared tasks feel less difficult. The drafts were messy and puzzling at first, but once we shared our ideas, everything started to flow and connect piece by piece. Hoping the plans we visualized will come together nicely. Fighting!!

“I’ve never been a natural, all I do is try, try, try.”

Constantly reinventing myself to fit others’ standards or expectations—this is how society influences how I judge and perceive things. I thought I was just being polite—turns out I’ve been pleasing people UNCONSCIOUSLY. All I knew was that I was being nice, considerate and accommodating but turns out it was driven by my fear of conflict and disapproval making people disappointed in me.

But I think that without their judgments, I wouldn’t be where I am right now. They shaped me as a person and led me to realize that everything—including perspective—changes. What matters most is that you correct yourself and stay open to change.

Setting boundaries for myself and not always agreeing with others is a form of self-care. (Hindi tayo magiging people-pleaser this 2026—AT VHAKET HINDI)

I swear, distorted perception destroys genuine connection and I’m going to shout this out to the people at the back 📢📢📢

Because what do you mean you hate this just because someone hates that. I used to be like that before—joining the hate train just because others drew their attention on the worst in a person. As if their wrongdoings defined them as whole. Not until I got to know the person did I realize that what others said was the complete opposite of who they really were.

Now that I start viewing things from different perspectives then I realized, the hate train is so forced, bro. Maybe the person snapped because someone had also wronged them—prolly they weren’t heard enough, misunderstood them—we immediately judge things because it’s the easier way around than understanding their complexities.