Lumindol diba?

Kasi imposible naman na nalasing ako a bottle of San Mig Light after.

I'm Cursed

I just realized that almost all of the guys in the lawschool whom I have desired in one way or another are all kind of gone. I cannot specifically enumerate their names but it's so creepy that I have to warn guys not to look too yummy in my eyes. haha.

They Should Name a Gender After You...

This particular scene made me cry tonight. I don't know, I was just overwhelmed by how bittersweet the whole thing was.

John Clasky: Well. Well, if it's anything on your end, imagine over here. Scratch that. The last thing you want to hear is someone going off on your looks.
Flor Moreno: Don't be crazy. Tell me EVERY detail.
John Clasky: Okay. Okay, I will.
Flor Moreno: [Settles in to listen. Places chin in hand] Uh-hmm.
John Clasky: They should name a gender after you. Looking at you doesn't do it. Staring is the only way that makes any sense. And trying not to blink, so you don't miss anything. And all of that, and you're YOU.
[nervous laugh]
John Clasky: I mean...
[looks down]
John Clasky: Look, forgive me. It's just you are DROP DEAD, CRAZY GORGEOUS! So much so that I'm actually considering looking at you again before we finish up here.
Flor Moreno: [Whisper] Soon, please.

Solitary Emotional

I hate moodswings. I get irritated with people who impose their moodswings on other people. I hate it when I feel compelled to be depressed too. I am not a big fan of heart to heart talks. I am not into confrontations. I don't really "hate-hate". But it's only because I'm too emotionally weak.

But I am emotional. A solitary emotional... err, emotional loner. I can "analyze" my life to death. Wounded souls are happy people on the outside. When you feel sure of what something is all about, be prepared to be negated by supervening facts.

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Depressingly Sweet

You can smile all day, laugh all day, dance around all day until that particular moment. That particular instance when you close your eyes right before you sleep... you get reminded of that one thing that makes you open your eyes again. You stare at the ceiling, anticipating the lukewarm build up of emotions within you.

You smile and your lips slightly extend... just in time to catch the tears journeying your cheeks. Then you fall asleep.

You make the hair at the back of my neck stand up...

Pay to the order of EUNICE's LOVELIFE
provided that somebody steals her heart.

Since my lovelife is FICTITIOUS and Non-existent... I am payable to bearer.
But because it's conditional, I am non-negotiable.
I can still "assign" it anyway.
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from Patring:

Prof: Who were present during the trial?
Student: Hmm... the judge?

Prof: Can you give me the requisites of [something]?
Student: I can't.

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I actually said EXCUSE ME to a dog. How lame is that?

Even the best fall down sometimes...

... even the wrong words seem to rhyme.
-- Collide by Howie Day

So far so not good. Three exams down and 6 MORE TO GO! People get depressed all the time and as for me, I just continue to be myself. Sabi nga ni Patring, this is how we cope. Law school can be really depressing and if I let all these negative vibes overwhelm me, I might not be able to survive. I won't rant anymore about how kick-ass my exams were, let's just say that I am still glad that I am here. This sem's been pretty gentle to me. In fact, I think this is my best sem so far, but at the back of my mind I still can't shake the thought of failing... of not being good enough.

I got home at around 12mn and both my parents were still up. I got into a long conversation with them about what's been happening to me in the law school. I talked about my friends' insanity and everything thay ought to [but wished they won't] know. I love talking to my parents, it makes me feel rejuvenated. I told 'em that I had a hard time in my exams. I even slipped into the whole kwentuhan a story or two about my Peter Pan crush. [of course i conveniently "forgot" to divulge that teeny-weeny detail of me crushing on him, hehe] It was a good ending to a tiring and disappointing day.

Ang masasabi ko lang, si Patty may chinuchurva! [*hugs]

When All Else Fails...

... play dead. - Shineee

Laughtrip. So I am officially playing dead. =P

I went ukay-ukay shopping today with my sister. THat's after cleaning my room. So yes, I am doing my best to stall my studying for Nego Finals tomorrow. I am gonna watch Step Up first before I start memorizing.

PLAY DEAD.

AMEN

"My plans for you are good and not evil, to give you a future and a hope."
Jeremiah 29:11

I Could Use SOME Sleep...

... but I have to go to Mass with my family at 8am. It's not like I look at going to Mass as an added burden to my already burned out [tried to think of a good metaphor, to no avail] powerplant. This just got me into thinking of my a few weeks old SPIRITUAL IMBALANCE. It's probably hard to imagine me looking for SPIRITUAL BALANCE but like what a lot of my old friends already know, I am a very spiritual person. Not religious, spiritual. I do respect religious ceremonies and I do believe in their relevance with regard to my practice of my faith. It's just that I choose to be more of a "God-I-know-you're-with-me-let's-talk-now" kind of girl. Lately, I have been feeling a teeny-weeny bit of guilty because the truth is, things are actually doing kind of great in my life. Not that bumpy but not that smooth, and so it's kind of stable. So, I think my SPIRITUAL IMBALANCE comes from the fact that I don't know what might be brewing in the future. This is me. I anticipate bad things looooong before it happens. It's my way of saying, "Hey BAD THING, I know you're there and I want you to know that I DON'T CARE. I will conquer you!" but somewhere along the way, before it does come... I feel afraid. I get scared a lot of times. I often look at everything around me and see myself as a nail that's sticking out. A stubborn nail. This is ME without sleep. I tend to think a lot. I tend to overanalyze. I could use some sleep. Actually, A LOT of sleep. Heck, I could be Sleeping Beauty and not care.

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This is GOING TO BE WORTH IT.

Not the time to be disheartened.

Why would he send me something so sweet after sending him something so CORNY?

Romantic Euns: Kasi he STILL LIKES YOU. After all these years.
Cynical Euns: Kasi un ung unang-unang message sa INBOX nya at di na sya nag-isip. Basta lang may mai-forward.