A Gift from the Empyrean
I know you’ve all heard of the dictum "Behind every great man is a woman" or something to that effect. It’s become almost a cliche; its truth is being vehemently denied by some psycho chauvinistic men who cannot accept the fact that they are nothing without women! *To all my girls out there, say "Here, Here!"!*
But have you heard of the adage that says "Behind every great woman are two holistically beautiful women"? I bet you’ve never heard (or read, for that matter) of such until you decided to waste your time and read my blog. Well, I guess I’m the first person to attest to the general truth of such. Even if it doesn’t earn the status of a postulate, i.e., a generally accepted fact, at least to me it is.
These two women have changed my life in ways I cannot express with words. I am usually good at conveying my emotions and thoughts inside my head through the use of words (my most lethal weapon) but when it comes to these two nymphs…it’s like being lost in an endless labyrinth. But wait a minute…before you start formulating your own theory about who these two women are (or worse, my sexuality), allow me to clear it up. I’m not talking about two inamoratas here…these girls are my sisters…sisters-at-heart. Whenever I remember them, I always find myself looking up to the skies above to thank Him for bringing them into my life. I’m talking about my Angel and my Pretty Afterglow.
Infinite gratitude, that is what I have for Him and for these two ladies. They have taught me a myriad of things that I wouldn’t learn in the truckload of books I read or in the confines of the classroom. They taught me the true value of friendship and the values innate in it to keep it intact…to let it possess longevity.
I know some people will tell me, "Nothing in this world lasts." Yes, I am aware of the tranistory characteristic of this life. But I believe that if it is our utmost desire to make something last, then it will. If we exert just a little effort to let it stay, then the possibility of defeating the order of nature is not miniscule. And that is exactly the kind of perspective I am and will hold on to with regard to these two beautiful souls. No, I dare not lose them. Since the day I knew of their being such pulchritudinous people, both inside and out, I vowed to take care of them and to keep them in my life till my time on Earth lapses. To borrow a quote from my Angel herself, "I may not be rich with material things but I am rich with true friends!" Indeed, they are the manifestations of God’s love for me. They are such blessings coming directly from the empyrean above. They are God’s angels…and I guess because He loves me so much, He decided to gift me with two of His angels…in the personage of my Angel and my Pretty Afterglow. 
I love them both so much…and I really miss them. But I can always find time for them even if I’m too preoccupied with reading books, cases and whatnot. Nay, distance is no hurdle nor the starting point that would lead to the finish line for our friendship…because what we have is genuine–it’s friendship founded for its sake and not for some vested, megalomaniac interest. It’s pure, true and untainted by any evil motive. Finding true friends can be one of the most arduous things one has to do in life. And for my part, I truly believe that I found them. And so it is but logical that I try to keep them till the day I expire.
I love you Angel and Pretty Afterglow!
What’s in my head right now…
*God. We just earned the ire of our Criminal Law professor. He was disappointed with the class recitation. He’s giving us a quiz next meeting! My gulay!
**I have to read 50 cases in political law! Gosh, there’s this one case about the EVAT thing…Tolentino vs. Secretary of Finance…it’s 200 pages!!!
***I’m so excited to be part of the Law Review!
****I actually love law school…I mean I know it’s hard and all that but…if you’re really into what you’re doing, a huge part of you actually wants to be there doing what you’re doing, no matter how hard things go you’d never entertain the idea of giving up! But if your reason for going to law school is for the effing PRESTIGE (like some simpleton people I know) or you’re there coz the people you envy and you’re insecure about are there too…honey, I don’t mean to make you have a pessimistic mindset but…you’d better be doing something else before you get coerced to take the "walk of shame" out of the building of your law school.
*****There’s one thing I noticed about my professors…they seem to be devoid of emotions…they don’t let themselves be affected or anything…they’re so unattached. They don’t care if the student cries in front of them during recitation…and they don’t take it as a reason to excuse the student from reciting…they show no mercy, even pity.
I guess it’s imperative for a lawyer to be…well, not heartless but to always let rationality dominate…in the words of Espinoza "reason should dominate over passion".
Hay, I think that’s one thing that I should learn as early as now. I’m too emo. I tend to get affected easily…like when I see street children sleeping on the LRT stations…or old people eating what they picked from the trash bins…tears fall from my eyes…and I’d be disturbed by that the whole day. Hmm…guess I’ll learn that in time.
******I really envy my professors…they’re already lawyers…they’ve already gone through all the hardship, difficulty, stress, pressure, humiliation and sleepless nights usually innate in law school…and of course they’ve already dealt with the most dreaded bar exams. Hay.
*******Always read in advance, that’s a cardinal rule I learned in law school. In my Persons and Family relations class, I was called to recite…articles 2 to 20-something of the family code…that day, I even thought of reading only till article 15. Thank God I changed my mind. Had I not, I would be standing there in front…shrouded with shame and humiliation.
********OK, I’ve found all the cases I need. Time to go. Not a second should be wasted when you’re in law school, I try to instill that in my head. It should be absolutely devoted to reading and doing things directly related to law school and not those which are merely necessary incident thereof. Whatever.
Random Thought
*I love Katherine McPhee! The first time I saw her perform, I knew that she’d either be the winner or the runner up. Well, I guess she didn’t really need the title "American Idol" coz she already is even before she joined the competition…I guess she just used the show to get some exposure…she doesn’t need any title affixed to her name coz she’s…a STAR! (as trite as it may sound). She’s indubitably gorgeous, extraordinarily talented, she almost has it all…gosh, she’s beautiful! And she has the X-factor…there’s something in her that really makes her stand out. I can’t help it…I get too overwhelmed when I see her on TV performing or in still images…I just love beautiful girls! (that, however, does not render my gender preference/sexuality questionable…hehehe) I’m not like sexually attracted to them…I just can’t help admire them and go like, "Oh, look at God’s creations…" It’s more of like appreciating the beauty that God has endowed these girls.
I love her even more after she sang "Somewhere Over the Rainbow". That was like the most kick ass performance she ever did on the show! She’s great, she’s beautiful…she’s just WOW!
I’m having the McPheever. Give me some Biogesic, will you?
**I just added July 12 (Wednesday) on my "Worst Days of My Life" list! Ugh, that day.
Well, I woke up at 6 AM, intending to go to the school lib (where I gained domicile since school started) coz I hadn’t reviewed the night before. I looked out the window and it was raining so hard, with strong wind and all that…turned out that it was naughty Ms. Florita playing around, ravaging the whole country! So I decided to just read at home. I went to get my books and cases…and just as I was pulling them out from the file cabinet…the electricity went off. Yeah, it was the perfect time for a power outage. I cursed under my breath. I wanted to scream and shout and throw things randomly but…I was too drained to do any of those. So I just took 2 candles from the kitchen to ward off remnants of Satan that had seeped into my veins. Just kidding. I lighted them so I could read. The luminosity coming from the candles was too weak to make me see what I was reading…and because my eyes were having a hell of a hard time, trying to read those stuff I fell asleep for 12 minutes and 8 seconds. Realizing that it was impossible to study under those conditions, I decided to just doze off.
I woke up again at 10. The rain had stopped. I got up quickly, raced my way to the bathroom, took a shower, fixed myself, got my books and cases, my umbrella and left. And while I was waiting at the area where public vehicles pass to get a ride, the rain started pouring down again. God, please don’t let it rain heavily, I prayed. Well, it turned out that my petition wasn’t granted. It rained cats and dogs. And naturally, I got wet all over. My umbrella was too weak to protect me. The temperature of my head skyrocketed again…not because I got wet but because my CASES and BOOKS got wet! Ugh!
I was able to hail a cab…but before it could leave the vicinity of our place, it broke down for some reason. The driver was trying to start it up for like 20 minutes…and I realized that maybe it was a sign coming from God that I shouldn’t have gone outside the house in the first place. And so I firmly decided not to go, even if classes wouldn’t be suspended. What’s the point of going there? I haven’t read anything yet! I don’t wanna enter the class with an empty head and be humiliated in front of everybody if I get called for recitation. So I told the driver to take me back home.
When I got in the house, my sister commented, "Holy God! Look at you! You’re sporting a wild wet look…as if you’re gonna pose for a porn mag!" Well, that’s what sisters are for. They exist to make your life a living hell.
I took a shower again coz I had to wade through overflowing canals, floating rubbish, banana tree trunks and dead roaches. Right after that, I received a message from my friend. The message read:
"NESSIE, YOU WON P 2 Million for being so stupid!!!"
OK, it’s not what it contained. She just informed me that classes were suspended.
Talk about being born unlucky.
***I just read this forwarded message from a certain yahoo group and I almost died! If I indeed died, the person who sent me that would be liable for my death because he/she is the proximate cause of such. Were it not for the message, I wouldn’t have died. Anyway, (switching off my law student mode) the message was an essay of a call center applicant (maybe some of you readers have received the same)…my eyes bled profusely as I read through it. I think I is have lost my Engrish after having been reading that message! Hahaha! God, that’s so pitiful! I hope that girl gets to read this post…I’ll be more than willing to give her free English lessons. It’s not just her grammar that’s out of whack, but the whole thing was just…CHAOTIC! There are instances when people commit English grammatical errors…but still you understand what they’re trying to say (though I know someone who used to send me e-mail messages that I couldn’t entirely comprehend to this day on account of several grammatical errors, wrong usage of certain words/verbs/adjectives, <terrible> wrong spelling of elementary words, and sentences and paragraphs that were not logically linked! But the writer of the subject essay is, of course, worse). OK, here’s a sample of what that poor girl wrote:
"I describe myself about the situation where I am quick-thinking skills? Well, it’s because I’ve so many skills that I know and knoledgeble (sic) in every part of skills that be allowed for a successfull (sic) result. And I did it in my own idea and the technique and the result was excellent!"
EXCUSE ME?!
I think I’ll form an organization, the noble aim of which is to give free English lessons to poor people like that girl…I don’t want my eyes, ears and nose to bleed anymore! Oh please! Calling on Ms. Yoshyla Sarigan and Ms. Erlou Valera Salunat!!!
**** I don’t mean to sound like such a stuck-up show off. But violating simple, basic and elementary grammar rules is a mortal sin that should be penalized with the most brutal punishment known to humankind! Kidding. Well, I advise those people…just read and keep on learning. There’s always a huge, huge room for improvement.
The Screaming Queen
No, no, the title doesn’t indicate that I just dethroned Emily Rose. Well, you’ll find out why I entitled this post as such. So read on.
Yeah, you’re right. I’m surfing the net again for cases. I finished getting them all…saved them in MS word…and man, the size is like 1, 600-something KB! It’s like 275 pages! And I have to read all of them coz I have a feeling that our prof will make me recite all the cases on Monday. To all those who care for me out there, please hold a prayer vigil for me.
LAST WEEK
*It was definitely stressful last week. I really hate the feeling of trying to absorb things in such a short amount of time…I basically only have 8 hours to study everyday…and damn it, it’s never enough!!! I mean…in a day, we have 3 subjects…you have to allocate that 8 hours for 3 subjects…you only not have to read, memorize and understand the textbook prescribed for each subject…but you have to digest and understand the cases too!!! You can’t just focus on the cases coz you have to correlate them with the principles in the textbook…if you don’t read the textbook, you won’t understand the cases. OK, to make things simple, you have to read both…and by read, I mean read and understand. In a few months, I might consider moving to Mandaluyong as my domicile.
**Last Monday, I just made history in UST Civil Law. My case will be a precedent for my professor. I just had my ala-Watergate moment and I think that will be a landmark case in UST law.
It was our legal research…I was asked to recite…I was doing well, it was a normal kind of recitation atmosphere…settled and no tension. And I don’t know what got into my professor’s head but he suddenly shouted his question (when?) and hit the table with his hand clenched! And you know how I reacted? I SCREAMED at him, threw the notes I was holding at him! Hahahaha! That was sooo embarrassing! It was as if I saw…a flying cockroach! Hahaha! I shrieked! The whole class laughed! And I was down on my knees and said, "SIr…I had coffee this monrning!" At least I have something hilarious to remember about my first year in law school.
The next day, our other professor who’s friends with that prof I screamed at said, "What is this incident I heard about coffee?" I laughed and explained to him what happened. He couldn’t stop laughing. Gosh, they were talking about me. They must be thinking that I’m so schupid. Hehehe.
Then the other day, when he arrived in our class he said, "Your professor is asking for you. Be ready on Monday!" AHHHHH! My gulay! I’m gonna be reciting again in legal research! Huhuhu! Poor me. 
It’s OK. It’s part of it, I guess. Hay.
Time for me to go. Tata! *Smooches*
