how to download videos off youtube

i really should not be posting this but i think there's nothing wrong with sharing a little knowledge **
it's really easy..

first, what you need to do is open youtube.com, search for the video you want to download and copy the url of that video.

second, open in another window (i dont know if this thing works on mac and others) a downloading site.. i use keepvid.com for this.

third, paste the video url to where it should be pasted at the download site (just follow the commands!) then click download.

fourth, click the download flv link then save the video from getvideo to ___.flv (e.g. funny.flv cool.flv wtf.flv)

fifth, after the downloading is done, you may want to convert your flv file to wmv, real or other formats. (unless you prefer using flv which i dont). you will need a video converter for this. i use prism converter http://www.nchsoftware.com/prism/index.html (it's the best i've used so far and its free!)

6th and last, convert your flv file with the converter.. then you're done!

there, use it wisely people! :-)

up pep squad rocks!

congratulations to the up pep squad for being the champion of this year's uaap cheerdance competition!

lotus feet

my reflection paper on foot binding..

History has witnessed how people of all generations had strived to achieve one common goal: beauty. Judging on beauty rituals and practices from before (such as piercing, neck elongation, body tattoos which are still done today) up to now (such as bikini waxing, the use of uncomfortable high heels and plastic surgery) it seemed that perceived beauty follows the adage: No Pain, No Gain.

Perhaps one of the most excruciating of all was the practice of foot-binding of the Chinese women. This act was performed to stop the growth of the feet as it was assumed that small feet equals beauty. On that time then, it seemed that the feet matter more than the face did... small feet were considered a symbol of femininity and grace, traits that according to social construct every woman must possess among other factors.

So why did the Chinese women had their feet bound? It was really not a matter of desire (who would want to walk in feet 3 inches long and not be able to move about normally?), they had no choice. Aside from beauty, there actually were more factors involved: marriage, sex and status.

It has to do with marriage. During those times, if a woman’s feet are not bound she would either get married to a tribesman from an ethnic minority group or not marry at all. This may just imply that the marriages of that time generally had the women dominated by their husbands. I think that women’s feet were bound so the husbands need not worry that their wives would take away their power (because they know that the women can).

The lotus feet were also an identification of social status. As having lotus feet means a high rank in the society, poor people desired their feet bound in order to improve their status. But I think as their feet were bind, they could no longer do the things normal people do, have normal jobs to support their living and not just depend on their husbands to provide for them. Because of their lotus feet there was little room for these women to succeed. They were seen merely as objects, to be observed, as being beautiful was prioritized more than their health and was even more important actually having a life.

Finally, it also had something to do with sex, as the foot (on that time) was considered to be the ultimate erogenous area of the body. It has been said that Chinese men were not allowed to see a woman’s feet without its cover to maintain its mystery. This “concealed feet mystery” was considered to be erotic to the men but if you expose them feet the original sexual feeling will be destroyed. I think this holds true up to this time (the idea that “more is less”). An example would be the models in billboards. The bodies of the models would be covered on all the right places (such as the breast and genitals area) to create that “mysterious effect.” The idea that one knows that the breast and the sex organs are just there, underneath those covers, plays with the imagination of the viewer and creates that sexual feel.

The lotus feet of the Chinese women not only show how torturing it was for them in the physical aspect, but also how tragic it was for them to live in this socially manipulated world.

a story of him and her

i made this story for my psychology class. it's a personality assessment kind of thing.. i'm telling you now, it's a bit corny. dont blame me that i did not warn you! i'm no pro writer so please forgive..

She has big brown eyes, bouncy jet black hair and a childish smile she would always wear. She was just your typical girl, the kind that you wouldn’t notice in a crowd – though he knows she’s not as ordinary as she thinks she is. He knew she dances pretty well and that she plays the piano just as great. Plus someone who rocks the microphone as hard as Joan Jett must not be considered “just ordinary.” She was also quite good at the lenses too – though she insists that photography was “for hobbies only”. He was there to witness most of her first times – her first crush, her first singing gig, her first love, her first heartache. He was her crying shoulder, her jester, her punching bag... And he knows everything about her… or thinks maybe he does.

He has grey eyes and short spiky brown hair. His smile was toothy. At 5 foot 7, he towers over her, but for a jock he was quite small. Yep, he was a jock, but he was not your typical less-time-for-studies-more-time-for-practice jock. Actually, he was quite good at school and he was a funny guy too. That’s the reason so many girls would drool over him, and that’s also why so many of them hated her. She watched him grow up – from the first time he was accepted to the school’s foot ball team to his first winning goal, from his first date to his latest – she was always there to back him up. She was his confidante, his entertainer whenever he feels down, his mother’s proxy to keep the nagging going. She knows everything about him.. or thinks maybe she does.

Last night they bid each other goodbye, he’ll be leaving for another country to where his father’s job will be transferred. He watched her cry like she never did before. He told her to take care and that he’d see him soon. She did not say a word.

That night he wanted to kiss her, and dry her tears and tell her everything that he feels, but he did not. Her boyfriend was his friend and he does not want to betray. Plus, he’ll soon be leaving and probably they will not see each other again. He does not want to complicate things. All he can do for now is to forget and walk away.

That night she wanted to hug him, and ask him to say, and be honest with her feelings for once, but she did not. She could have, all she’s waiting for is for him to tell her those words she was longing to hear but that did not come. She was afraid that he doesn’t feel the same, she kept her mouth shut. Plus, he’ll soon be leaving and probably they will not see each other again. She does not want to complicate things. All she can do for now is to forget and look out her window and watch him walk away.

They thought they knew each other but actually there are many secrets left unsaid.

He doesn’t know that every line she sings were meant for him, and that his toothy smile was the subject of most of her photographs, and that the only reason she was so eager to learn to dance was because she once overheard him say that his dream girl would be someone he can take at the middle of the dance floor and not step on his feet. She doesn’t know she was his inspiration for every goal he’s trying to make, and that it was her and not the free meals that was his purpose on attending her every gig, and that he was really no funny guy – the only reason he was willing to be labeled as such was because he did not want to see her sad.

They thought they knew each other but actually they did not know a thing.

--what the fck was i thinking.. joan jett??

what's on my ipod..

Bittersweeeet....
You're gonna be the death of me
I don't want you, but I need you,
I love you and hate you at the very same time.