no one can make you feel inferior without your consent
During my Group Dynamics class today, I was pleasantly surprised to find out that my classmates find me smart. There was this activity wherein the facilitators would give out slips of papers with an adjective written on them, and your groupmates would be the one to designate which paper would go to whom. The adjectives were: sweet, sincere, kind, talented, smart, and friendly. Guess which one I got?
He heh.
Anyhow, it gave me this "aaaaw shucks" feeling deep inside the recesses of my bitchy self. I had been feeling sort of let down the past few days ever since school started, especially with what happened to our group grade for Group Dynamics [yes, the redundancy police is now after me], even if I got a good grade as an individual member.
There was this quote at the end of the module that Eleanor Roosevelt said, and it somewhat struck home.
"No one can make you feel inferior without your consent."
Somewhat when some people would compliment me, I have this tendency to quip "Whoooo bola." or "Wala akong pang-utang." because I don't feel like I am worth complimenting or what-not, or those people were just making fun of me.
Yes kids, I suffer from low self-esteem, which is pretty ironic considering that I am a psychology major. He heh.
Anyhow, I haven't been getting enough rest lately. I don't know...maybe I should get new pillows or what? But it's something else....maybe it's the way I sleep. I usually sleep on my right side, even if it is a huuuuuge no-no in the medical field because you are actually forcing your heart's right ventricle to pump more blood, which actually puts you at a bigger risk as a heart attack candidate in 30 years. PLUS, I just could not sleep unless my right arm is tucked under my pillow.
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Some random shit:
-yesterday since Beth and I were locked out of our Organizational Development class by our autistic professor, and at that time I was on the phone with my case study Jiro, he then invited us to hang out at Gateway since our next class is at 4:30 pm, which by the way, I did not attend because, stupid little me forgot my report since I overslept and was in a rush.So we were really cracking some nasty jokes while walking along Shopwise Cubao about this picture in Jiro's phone and this lady gave us this really queer look. HA HA HA HA HA.
-from 4:30-6 pm I was holed up in the library, trying to catch some shuteye, I felt someone tapping my shoulder, I looked up to see the matronic librarian hovering over at me like some overly bloated ghost who's squinting down at me in her uber-fashion roadkill eyeglasses. She then bleated out "Miss, this is not your bedroom, this is a library." I sooo wanted to tell her "That's why the library is included in our tuition fee. Lady, I am just getting my money's worth!"
-during my last class which is Clinical Psychology, I was trying to catch some more shuteye while waiting for our autistic professor [yep, the same one]. My classmates suddenly yelled, so curious little me looked over in mild interest and saw the aircondition unit SPEWING OUT CHUNKS OF ICE. HA ha ha. And all those fuckers were actually amused, saying that it's like a soda machine. Jesus, I hope that thing actually spits out BLOCKS OF ICE so all of you can shut up.
He heh.
Anyhow, it gave me this "aaaaw shucks" feeling deep inside the recesses of my bitchy self. I had been feeling sort of let down the past few days ever since school started, especially with what happened to our group grade for Group Dynamics [yes, the redundancy police is now after me], even if I got a good grade as an individual member.
There was this quote at the end of the module that Eleanor Roosevelt said, and it somewhat struck home.
"No one can make you feel inferior without your consent."
Somewhat when some people would compliment me, I have this tendency to quip "Whoooo bola." or "Wala akong pang-utang." because I don't feel like I am worth complimenting or what-not, or those people were just making fun of me.
Yes kids, I suffer from low self-esteem, which is pretty ironic considering that I am a psychology major. He heh.
Anyhow, I haven't been getting enough rest lately. I don't know...maybe I should get new pillows or what? But it's something else....maybe it's the way I sleep. I usually sleep on my right side, even if it is a huuuuuge no-no in the medical field because you are actually forcing your heart's right ventricle to pump more blood, which actually puts you at a bigger risk as a heart attack candidate in 30 years. PLUS, I just could not sleep unless my right arm is tucked under my pillow.
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Some random shit:
-yesterday since Beth and I were locked out of our Organizational Development class by our autistic professor, and at that time I was on the phone with my case study Jiro, he then invited us to hang out at Gateway since our next class is at 4:30 pm, which by the way, I did not attend because, stupid little me forgot my report since I overslept and was in a rush.So we were really cracking some nasty jokes while walking along Shopwise Cubao about this picture in Jiro's phone and this lady gave us this really queer look. HA HA HA HA HA.
-from 4:30-6 pm I was holed up in the library, trying to catch some shuteye, I felt someone tapping my shoulder, I looked up to see the matronic librarian hovering over at me like some overly bloated ghost who's squinting down at me in her uber-fashion roadkill eyeglasses. She then bleated out "Miss, this is not your bedroom, this is a library." I sooo wanted to tell her "That's why the library is included in our tuition fee. Lady, I am just getting my money's worth!"
-during my last class which is Clinical Psychology, I was trying to catch some more shuteye while waiting for our autistic professor [yep, the same one]. My classmates suddenly yelled, so curious little me looked over in mild interest and saw the aircondition unit SPEWING OUT CHUNKS OF ICE. HA ha ha. And all those fuckers were actually amused, saying that it's like a soda machine. Jesus, I hope that thing actually spits out BLOCKS OF ICE so all of you can shut up.