Wednesday, June 13, 2012

Revelations. And more.

The other day I got the best advice ever. It came from a good friend whom I haven’t seen in ages, the one who scolded me for trying to pursue someone when I know I won’t be able to deal with what other people would think. Which means I’m such a conceited bitch for thinking that people actually care about my decisions in life. Anyway. We were chatting the other day and I got into talking about this person who has been giving me the opposite of loneliness for the past few weeks. Again, my fear, or hesitation, of being involved in a socially unacceptable “circumstance” resurfaced.

“Maiksi lang ang buhay. Find your happy place and have the courage to stay.”

Happiness is always a form of courage. I will not fear other people’s judgment. I will not care. I will embrace this chance to be genuinely happy. [Repeat 528,467 times] 

“I need to know all about your life and the things you love and the things you’ve seen… There will never be enough time.”

Because I don’t talk much. I hate the sound of my voice and my short tongue that makes it impossible to enunciate properly. So I’d rather not talk.

BUT HERE GOES. About Me.
1. I drink a lot. Well, not really. But I always end up the first to get wasted. Because I don’t sing during videoke sessions and I don’t talk much.  It all boils down to my apparent incapacity to communicate with human beings, which nicely segues to number 2.

2. I love cats. Because they understand without me having to say anything. Because they are content with neck and tummy rubs that I give whenever I feel like it. Because they’re not attention whores. Because they give me warmth.

3. I love old stuff. Old movies, old books, old buildings, old music. Anything old. Except dirty old men.

4. I love history, mainly because of number three.
 
5. I hate Math. Which is not as interesting as when someone says I love Math.

6. I am very secretive. I once got into an accident in high school (tricycle collided with an owner-type jeep, I was thrown out and almost got run over by a bus) and I did not tell my mom. She only learned about it when the tricycle driver’s mom asked her how I was a few days later. I would have been a very good member of the US military during DADT’s heyday. Kidding.

7. I am a middle child. Which means… I don’t know if it means anything.

8. I majored in Journalism but I commit the most horrendous grammar mistakes very often.

9. (Related to number 6) I have major trust issues. “Three can keep a secret if two of them are dead.”

10. I can go on and on. This is why testimonial evidence is presented through Q&A, to keep the witness from unnecessary rambling.

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What is love like?
“Love is like a frog that jumps in my heart,” so says my college roommate who was quoting someone from her grade school slum book. Hahaha. A friend who's taking her masters was also asked this question in class and one of her classmates said "Love is the emotional equivalent of gravity." Whattup.

I guess it’s like medicine. Sometimes you need it, sometimes you don’t. It makes you feel better, but too much can kill you. Ugh. Not clever enough.



Monday, June 11, 2012

Oughtabealaw, a.k.a. lawyers' heartbreak song

Last meeting, the OLA Director mentioned that as law students, we should aspire to be like French bread -- hard and crusty on the outside and soft (and yummy?) on the inside. I forgot what the context was, but I think it's got something to do with standing firm but staying kind.

Lawyers have been generally regarded as heartless creatures who don't give a flying fuck about how others may feel, as long as they think (they almost always do) that they are on the side of the law. Wherever that is. So I was pleasantly surprised to find a song that is lawyerly yet emo. *tear*





You know just what the charge would be
It's heartbreaking in the first degree
That hurts like any felony
And how would you plead?

This calls for an amendment of the Revised Penal Code. Seriously.


Friday, June 08, 2012

Arrangement of Shapes and Space


Facebook game. Another.

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RULES:
1. Put your iPod, iTunes, Windows Media Player, etc. on shuffle.
2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.
3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS.
4. Tag 20 friends.
5. Everyone tagged has to do the same thing.
6. Have Fun!


1. IF SOMEONE SAYS 'ARE YOU OKAY' YOU SAY?
Kryptonite – 3 Doors Down

2. HOW WOULD YOU DESCRIBE YOURSELF?
The Child In Us - Enigma

3. WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?
Yeah Whatever - Splender

4. HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?
Banal na Aso, Santong Kabayo – Yano (wut?)

5. WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?
I’ll Be There For You – Bon Jovi

6. WHAT'S YOUR MOTTO?
Feather Theme – Forrest Gump OST

7. WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?
Our Lady Peace - Clumsy

8. WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?
Heartless – Kanye West (Ganon?!)

9. WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?
Octopus’ Garden – The Beatles

10. WHAT IS 2+2?
Sana Maulit Muli – Regine Velasquez

11. WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?
I’m Real – J.Lo & Ja Rule

12. WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?
Crash Boom Bang – Roxette (Noted, thanks.)

13. WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?
The First of Autumn - Enya

14. WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
Forever – Vertical Horizon

15. WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?
Only God Knows Why – Kid Rock (Seriously? Like, "Darn, only God knows why I'm making this mistake.")
 
16. WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?
Tears Dry On Their Own – Amy Winehouse

17. WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?
Gaano Kadalas ang Minsan – San Miguel Philharmonic Orchestra

18. WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST FEAR
The Scientist - Coldplay

19. WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?
Sunlight – Kevyn Lettau

20. WHAT DO YOU WANT RIGHT NOW?
My Favorite Mistake – Sheryl Crow

21. WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?
Can’t Be My Lover – John Legend (Why not? Hahaha.)

22. WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?
Arrangement of Shapes and Space – Camera Obscura

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Most answers don't make sense, but I must say 7, 16, and 20 are a bit too accurate. And 12. Is. Fantastic.


Saturday, June 02, 2012

where's my candle?




My grandmother, Morning Star -- she was a Kikapu Indian -- she used to say that we're all born with a box of matches inside. We can't light them by ourselves. Just like in this experiment, we need oxygen and the help of a candle. Except that in our case, the oxygen has to come, for example, from a lover's breath. The candle can be anything: a melody, a word, a caress, a sound. Anything that pulls the trigger and sets off one of the matches. Every person has to discover what will pull his trigger to enable him to live. Because it is the explosive flare of a match that feeds our souls. If there's nothing to trigger the explosion, our box of matches becomes damp and then we'll never be able to light any of them. There are many ways to dry a damp match box. You can rest assured there is a cure. Of course, it's important to light the matches one at a time. Because if an intense burst of emotion were to ignite them all at once, they would produce such a strong brilliance that before our eyes there would appear a tunnel of such radiance showing us the path we forgot at birth, the same path that calls us back to our divine origins.

what made me smile today

The stress of preparing an (almost) impromptu accomplishment report for OLA was brushed aside when I saw what my boss at the OSG had to say about my work.


note well

Transcript

Nota bene:
In her brief stint as legal intern, Princess has contributed innovative ideas, novel theories and research material that are useful and valuable in the development of jurisprudence. Her work stands out as exemplary. Her high ideals are untarnished. She will surely be a valuable asset in the public service.


NB. No bull! I don't think he meant half of what he wrote, but the fact that he exerted some effort in signing my accomplishment report means a lot to me. *tear* Thank you, Sir. :-)




Friday, June 01, 2012

Hello, June brides! (or, Good luck, beechez!)

And just like that, it’s June! Aside from being a back-to-school month, June is also known as the wedding month. Statistically, however, there are more December brides than June brides. 

I’d love to get married someday. But unless the Family Code is amended, or the human race wakes up suddenly enlightened, I’m afraid that that day will never come. So in the meantime, I will stay jaded and promise not to harbor any illusions about tying the knot.


Dearly Beloved
Good morning, dearly beloved
We are gathered here today
To watch two people we know make a big mistake
They'll stand up at the altar
And solemnly swear i do
They'll be together forever
'til they find somebody new


Her daddy's in the front row
Muttering "Oh no, here we go again
They had a couple dates
Now she's three months late
And it's twenty buck a plate i spent, oh."

Good morning, dearly beloved
I'd like to welcome y'all
To see the side effects of sex and alcohol
Please bow your heads and join me
In a prayer for these two
Who'll be together forever
'til they find somebody new

The bride is a flirt and the groom is worse
As he's putting the ring on her
He's checking out the bridesmaids
Thinking that he might take
The maid of honor's honor, oh.

Welcome, dearly beloved
We are here this afternoon
To throw rice as these two
Drive down the road to ruin
With cans tied to the bumper
And a dragging muffler too
They'll be together forever
Until they find somebody new

So raise your glass and join me
Here's to the bride and groom
They'll be together forever
'til they find somebody new.