Sango

I think I had my first authentic taste of Japanese cuisine during my primary education. Papa had a Japanese client who owned a Japanese resto along Pasay road. I could still remember the zen interior and the visually appealing bento, the unagi, ebi tempura, the properly executed miso soup, the fresh sashimi on top of glistening shaved ice and the freshly grated wasabi (unlike those wasabi paste and powder that you can get in the grocery). Simply put, I fell in love with Japanese food. Years after that, I was introduced to the trend of new age cuisine- FUSION. Some foodies are not a fan because it alters its cultural specificity, but I think a borderless world also calls for a borderless culinary opportunity. And yes, burgers are no longer mutually exclusive in the US diners. So for Doc She's last day of Makati yuppy life before doing her pre-residency, we decided to have lunch at Sango which is a stone's throw away from her clinic.

Sango is a restaurant that specializes in Japanese burgers. Now that's what I call fusion. The interior has a youthful vibe to it. They even have origamis and manga to entertain the customers while waiting for their orders.

Shobe told me there was Doraemon in there!

We ordered for their best-sellers which are the Master Cheese Burger, Yakiniku Rice Burger, Cold Lemon Ginger  and Iced Milk Tea.

The Yakiniku Rice Burger is really yummy. Tender slices of beef in between sticky Japanese rice. Doc She, who avoids rice every possible opportunity she has, finished this.

Yakiniku Rice Burger (Php145)

The Master Cheese Burger, on the other hand, has a huge slice of tomato, generous chili sauce, chopped onions and soft bun. A good burger for me is something that has a soft bun and a juicy patty. Good thing, this burger has both. I was initially overwhelmed with the amount of onions but surprisingly, it has a very mild flavor.

Master Cheese Burger (Php145)

We're full at this point so we settled for their Sango drinks instead of ordering their Cornflakes Shake. Since Doc She is feeling a little bit under the weather, she had Cold Lemon Ginger. It was just like a glorified cold salabat. It will surely clear any nasal congestion. I had the Iced Milk Tea. Unlike other milk teas, Sango's version is really mild. I did not taste the earthy flavor of tea. Definitely not for the purists or serious tea drinkers.

Cold Lemon Ginger (Php65); Iced Milk Tea (Php50)

If you get to experience food this way, who cares if it's fusion?

Posh likey :D

The Past

My lovelife was never an open book. I may be outspoken and little Miss Sunshine, but I do have my gloomy days and I always choose to handle this aspect of my life alone. A few days ago, I saw someone who is connected with the-one-that-got-away. Obviously, I was reminded of our past. When I decided to end everything, I wanted to give him a letter to let him know how I feel but I opted to write a journal entry instead. Now that I'm super ok (at bilang nakapagmove on na ko), I decided to post it. (yes, ako na ang strong :D)     

  

      Growing up is all about accepting and living with the fact that things don’t always work out the way you want them to.

      I know that I am torturing myself by writing this entry but I guess the urge to let it flow via self-expression is more powerful than building a wall or going on detachment. Like what joevz said “Cry, then move on…”. Ironically, I can’t find it in me to cry.  I just feel empty and alone.

     I have little respect in your institution, you live for the chain of command; I love to talk, you are a man of few words; I have an erratic fashion statement, you go for plain white shirts and jeans; I enjoy the rare display of my “goldilocks mode”, you are always decisive in everything. Tsk,tsk… We are a mismatch waiting to crumble. But despite the absurdity, we made an effort to live in our own world… a world of complexity and uncertainty. My choices rarely fit yours but instead of compromising, I would end up giving in.  A world mostly composed of giving in than compromise. Not a perfect one but then again, our set-up’s even far from being normal in the first place. The realization came in a little too late mostly because I was dismissive of entertaining the thought. Dismissive because I am happy to be your “special friend”… I was happy to be your “special friend”.

     For quite some time, the distance was never an issue. I would always take pride on the fact that we feel more physically proximate than those who have each other by their side 24/7. The way you manifest faux-anger when I don’t eat on time... those constant reminders to take care, bring an umbrella and go home early… the way you say “I’m sorry” even for the smallest thing that caused me pain. You always show small acts of sweetness that never fail to envelop me in the warmth of security.  We were on the same level but definitely on different planes but we managed to get by… for a while, that is. Somehow, things are no longer the same. We have lost our enthusiasm. Lately, our conversations are mostly devoid of zeal.  The nasty predisposition that’s haunting me suddenly came to life… We have come to the end of our journey. My friend said that maybe I’m making a hasty decision but then again, I can feel that we are really drifting apart… that maybe, you have already made the same decision before I even made up mine. Maybe, I want to have a win-win case. Maybe, I sometimes have the tendency to quantify the feelings that I give and expect to get a decent part of it back. But one thing is certain, I want everything rationalized and clarified, and in our case, that was lacking. I am not shedding a tear and my friends think that I am acting cool about it but deep down, I am languishing in despondency because the fact that this experience is way out of my league fails to temper the pain from within. But that’s life. You take some risks… you fall down… you get hurt but you also have to bounce back. I know that being perpetually dissatisfied is not my style but I still have boundaries to set and sanity to keep that is why I know when to say it’s enough and when to accept that it’s all over.

     Thank you for that blissful chapter but we have to close it because I don’t want to be left in the dark dreaming of us when in reality there is only me, and only you.

Choices at Food Choices

I have a confession to make...

I've never tried eating at Food Choices. Well, I've tried some of the stuff there but I've never sat down and enjoyed my meal in one of the food court seats. Luckily, I was with my sister, Doc She, the other night and we decided to just hang out while waiting for the rush hour crowd to thin out.

Here are some of the food that we tried.

Maru Maru Takoyaki balls

Takoyaki Balls (php68/6 pcs)

My sister liked this one but I found it too cake-y for my taste. I only tasted one octopus (or it might even be a squid) per takoyaki. I understand that this is probably my money's worth considering how cheap they're selling it. However, they should've tried to make a close approximate of the taste inspite of commercialiasm.

 Smokey's hotdog

Double Cheese Bacon Dog (Php50+)

My sister and I grew up liking Smokey's with all the fixin's that goes with your hotdogs. However, this one's far from the taste that we loved. The bread was too hard, the bacon bits tasted weird and the hotdog? Forgettable.

Go Greek!

Moussaka (Php115?)

I've read from ourawesomeplanet about this new addition to the list of fast food outlet in Food Choices. They specialize in Gyro but my sister and I are too full so we just tried out their Moussaka.  With that amount of bechamel, I expected it to be runny but I like the fact that it held its shape pretty well. You can also see that they did not scrimp on the beef though it could use a couple more layers of beef and eggplant to balance the richness of the white sauce. But I enjoyed this one. Doc She and I promised to go back and try out the Gyro.

Food courts are really convenient and highly economical place to have your quick tummy-fix.

Posh thinks this is so-so :)

Mr. Jones with Mr. Castro

Kevin, whom I fondly call cousin, is in Manila for a couple of days. He is currently based in Singapore and we often make the most out of his visits. Since I have a flexible working hours, we decided to meet up for lunch near my office.

I've been hearing a lot of good reviews about Mr. Jones, a relatively new restaurant in Greenbelt 5, so I asked Kevin to try it out.

Mr. Jones is small but I like its spunky dinner interior.



I asked Kevin to cover his face so that I can use this pic for a guessing game. apparently, they thought he's Mr. Fu! hahaha

We both ordered the U.S. Beef Ribcap "Tapa & Garlic Overload".  The serving size is humungous! I think this is good for sharing but since it has that dinner atmosphere you tend to enjoy the big serving of the food.

U.S. Beef Ribcap Tapa and Garlic Overload (Php295)

This is probably the best tapa that I've tasted in my entire life! The beef is cut thinly. It also has a very nice marbling of fat making it juicy. It has a good sprinkling of garlic chips, garlic rice, two eggs (which you can have to your liking) and two slices of  orange which cuts the fatty feel to it. What I love in this dish is the super yummy atchara that goes with the tapa. It has the right amount of sourness and sweetness to it. I'd buy this alone!

Mr. Jones is a good place to chill out with your friends. I will definitly go back to try the rest of their yummy diner food.

Posh likey :) 

Weddings

I love weddings! I get all dreamy and flighty whenever I see a girl walk down the aisle towards her groom. I love hearing vows, the exchange of I dos, cute flower girls, silky bridesmaid dresses and snappy grooms men. I love EVERYTHING about weddings.

My love for weddings and my other passion, organizing events, allowed me to organize the wedding of a very dear friend in Fernwood, about a year ago. Wenski was my partner in that event and we managed to retain that partnership ever since :).

me and my constant partner in crime

This year, I was tapped by officemate/friend to be their wedding coordinator. The idea unleashed the checklist freak in me. I was suddenly asking the couple about their suppliers, the venue, arrangements, etc. I am excited to see the touch of moslem culture in the wedding since the groom is a moslem royalty. At this point, I consider the ocular inspection of the venue as the highlight of the planning phase. Manila Polo Club is really a nice place. It exudes class, subdued elegance and romance.

I asked my friend/officemate/wedding assistant, Tim, to take some pics of the area so that we can visualize the flow of the rites and program considering that we only have one venue for the entire affair.

This is the balcony in the function hall. (photo cred: tim :))

The banquet hall. (photo cred: tim :))

The place is perfect for the celebration. I am excited to add the Posh touch in this wedding. :)

The Brgr Project

When my sister found out about this place offering personalized burgers, she automatically asked me to go and try it out. After more than a week of failed attempts, we managed to go there and make our very own burgers.

The Brgr Project is located along Maginhawa St. which is a famous foodie destination. It boasts of personalized burgers made out of fresh and diverse selection of ingredients.

A huge step by step sign of personalizing your burger can be seen at the back of the counter. With the wide range of ingredients, it is understandable if you get intimidated.

Upon entering, the nice and welcoming waiters will give you a checklist. You basically just mark the ingredients that you want to be included in your burger. You also get to name it and the guys from The Brgr Project will encode the "specs" of your burger so that on your next visit (or if you have friends who would like to try your burger), you can just tell the name of the burger and they can make it for you. 

I named my burger Posh Burger

Dr. Shobe named her burger Good Burger (which I believe originated from our favorite Keenan and Kel 90's movie).

you then hand it over to their waiter who will then compute the final price of your burger. You need to pay it while they prepare your masterpiece.

If you are too lazy or overwhelmed by the choices, you can just pick from these "pre-arranged" burgers by the previous customers. Of course, you are depriving yourself of the opportunity to make your own burger (which is exactly what this restaurant is all about).

The place is really small but the laidback interior makes you feel at home.

Presenting my legacy to Burger Land... Posh Burger. It has 100 % beef patty, canadian bacon, caramelized onions, sundried tomato, lettuce, pickles and gruyere and mozzarella cheese smothered with their special brgr sauce in a potato bun. (Php 290)

The patty is packed and juicy. The potato bun is really soft and all the ingredients blend well with the sauce. This is really a Posh burger!

My sister's Good Burger. It also has a single patty, canadian bacon, caramelized onions, sundried tomato, lettuce, cheddar and mozzarella cheese and wasabi mayo over poppy seed bread. (Php265)

I love how the wasabi mayo gives the umph! My sis really knows how to make a Good Burger ;p

This is really a good outlet for your creative foodie palate. The price is reasonable considering the taste and the serving size. So if you happen to be in the QC area, do visit this place and prepare to be transported to burger heaven. :)

Constant

It’s funny how we sometimes look at the list of our facebook friends and see names of former close but now unfamiliar friends. How we reminisce memories by looking at the photo albums starting from the oldest date of posting to the present realizing that your constant “picturemates” slowly make rare appearance as the album becomes more recent. At first, I would feel a lump in my throat when I think about it but now I know better because no matter how you feel and how the other party disregards you, at the end of the day, you are still facebook friends (babaw. hehe). I guess this a normal life occurrence. We meet people in our lives, we become close, things happen (or sometimes DON’T happen), you meet new friends, you realize that new friends value you more than the old ones, you stick with your new friends and you let go of the old. It is painful for a keeper like me who gives premium on nurturing and keeping people who are dear in my heart but that is a bittersweet memory that we all have to face. Good thing, there are some who remains constant. Those people who will laugh at you at your silliest and laugh with you when you are accepting enough to identify silly acts; cry with you when you are sad and hold your hand when everyone else decides to let you be on your own… those people who remain constant.


I managed to keep certain relationships alive up until now. I am very thankful for having some constants in my life such as my fabulous best buddy who were there for me when I was driving on rough roads. He’s a perfect balance of how friends should treat one another. Notwithstanding his intelligence, he knows how to be human and show real emotions. He is a thoughtful and caring friend who can give you a killer and rational analysis of a particular situation. Sure, we had our share of misunderstandings but what I appreciate about him is the fact that he complements my evasiveness. He is sensitive enough to know when something is amiss and can be really bold in confronting me to settle some issues. He maybe out of the country but he knows how to be a friend disregarding the distance. I have friends here and abroad (shout out to Mark :D) who are until now true to the real meaning of the word friend but this guy really knows how to live up to the true meaning of BEST friend.

Cheers to you, friend! Demotion or DEMOLITION aside, you will always be my brother by choice ;p (sorry, I can’t resist the private joke. hahaha)

Insensitivity

Some people will never learn the inherent value of saying kind words or just completely shunning away from tactlessness. I admit that I was once one of them and I still do commit that same mistake once in a while (I am/was a brat) but faith and determination willed me to be more cautious of other people's feelings. Maybe that is tolerable when you're still young, not that I'm justifying my acts before, but when you are a 30-ish individual who still resort to such, then maybe you have a problem.

What pisses me off are those individuals who tend to camouflage their bitchiness by playing cloyingly sweet and sickening nice when you're in a group then dissing you off every possible time you have alone. Tsk, tsk. I sometimes want to scream the hell out of them to shake their insensitive self but I'd rather take the high road and ignore them. Pointing out what's wrong with what you decide to do for the day, how you should handle your relationship and take care of your body is just plain pathetic especially if those who point it out haven't gotten close to having a romantic relationship (baka nga wala pa silang first kiss e), totally unhealthy, and do not even possess an iota of visual appeal. Two words: INSECURITY MUCH?

POSH IS BACK!!!

After more than 3 years of blogging hiatus, I can say that I am definitely back! Life for the past couple of years was kinda hard. I lost a couple of career-defining battles, downgraded some people in the hierarchy of friendship, turned my back on a couple of relationships and gained a hell lot of pounds (this is the only aspect I intend to do something about). Luckily, all the bad vibes were balanced out by some good times. I did a lot of traveling here and abroad (Taiwan will always hold bitter-sweet memories in my heart), rekindled some relationships, gained (really good) friends and experienced a lot of firsts. (some memories of the past 3 years are in my multiply account)


So what to expect? I seriously want to be apolitical and just concentrate on writing about fashion, food, travel and relationships but then again, that would be the end of me. So I guess, I can write about all of those things while being true with the title of this blog. Posh will continue thinking aloud while enjoying and celebrating life. :D

au revoir...

After a whole night of munchies, booze, swimming and loong convo with my classmates, I can't believe I'm off to Tarlac for the Philippine Inter-Collegiate Debating Championship as a member of the adj core.
Cool!!!
Tarlac awaits... au revoir!

WHY?!

I'm soo having a bad day. Everything seems to fall apart. I'm getting tired of accepting all the blows. I wish I could be in a place where the only thing that I feel is the security of my friends' company.

Why do I have to always listen while you rant?
Why do I have to feel the recurring pain everytime your name appears in my inbox?
Why do you have to be so sweet then turn into a jerk the next minute?
Why can't I tell you that you are slowly destroying my faux-confidence?
Why can't I quit you?

Sidenote: thanks to Lucky for inadvertently making me feel good with an sms convo. Only Lucks is capable of turning a simple kumusta to an analysis of the slanted portrayals of Iranians in 300. haha

It's official!!!

"I'm scared. Really, really scared... I don't know what will happen after 5 pm. I just hope things will go our way. I fervently hope and pray that the lord will touch the hearts of those people who hold our fate in their hands. That God will give them the gift of compassion, understanding and consideration. As of the moment, the only thing that we can do is to pray... pray that we will leave no man behind."

The gloomy post did not materialize thanks to my two best buds Joevz and Lucky. They managed to keep me sane during those times when i was about to cross that thin line of sanity to insanity. After I got my grades, I was able to thank every person who helped me through law school. Whew! I guess, I tend to worry too much. Nonetheless, I'm very thankful because the wait was more of delaying my joy rather than prolonging my agony :0

Gotta rush to another batch gig, will post longer next time. teehee

Boundaries... 1st installment

I feel like a little bit more emo than usual so i'm warning you, if you're not that "into it", don't even attempt to scroll down. Oh well, here goes nothin'...

Have you ever experienced being sullen and blue because of all the boundaries around you? Boundaries that are either made by you or inadvertently made by people around you. I personally have those boundaries made around me. But unlike other people, mine is more of a matter of choice. They say that boundaries don't just keep people out; they also fence you in. This is a very sad reality one has to face in order to sway in the music called life. Though I personally made my very own boundaries, I feel that these boundaries are slowly taking up the real me.

Since I was a kid, the idea of my friends knowing the "real" me is a scray thought. I have this mentality that the "real" me is not the cool enough to be accepted much more, appreciated. Growing up in a community where the cool guys live in booze, clubbing and doing daredevilish stunts did not help me in overcoming the feeling that I am boring. Good thing, I managed to accept that one need not do the things other people do to be accepted and appreciated. I managed to have friends (real ones) during my jopay and tamaraw days... Enough na nga! Actually, my problem now is how to erase the perception that Im too cool for law school. haha So there, I'll make a longer post next time...

Some flick and i wishes...

I watched Blood Diamond yesterday with some law pals (vanj, she, joy, marlyn and reig) at shangri-la. It was a very nice movie. We also did some shopping and had some nice convo over a java and booze. Best part of it? I was able to browse my codal while waiting for the guys. GEEK! haha. Ok. I'm no-spoiler but I am really recommending it :) Also saw two guys during our gig. Kuya Sonny somewhere in Shang and Brian at Temptasians. It was a nice all girls gimik (of course, with the exception of she who gamely tagged along Zara, Chocolate and other girly stores. hehe) It was actually our last gig before taking a week-long hiatus for the midterms. Boo!
In a few days I'll be celebrating my 24th birthday. Yuck! Im getting old. Opps. Make that I'm getting FABULOUSLY old. haha. So, there. I did some thinking last night for my "wishlist" but my mind was kinda blah because of the booze so I only came up with a few.

* tons of greeting cards
* letters

Hay... I realized that making me happy is very easy. I'm not a big fan of material things. Basta, I just want tons of letters. I enjoy reading/ knowing what other people feel/think about me. But of course, I also appreciate really cool stuffs like * Indian-inspired accessories (you know those bracelets/ anklets with a connecting ring)
* Best of the following artists (Neocolors, The Company)* tickets for a show (ie. blue rep. hehe) and gerbera daisies.

This blog is not THAT public anyway because only selected and equally busy friends know my site so this is not a public plea to make me happy on the 27th but just a matter of creating an additionally relevant post. haha

Give me back my GI!!!

Insurmountable happiness was very apparent in the faces the Filipino people when the rape case filed by Complainant Nicole was adjudged against Smith. It was considered as a success not only of the Complainant but the Philippines’ rule of law as well.

However the order of Judge Pozon detaining Smith in the custody of the Philippines disregarding the “agreement” entered into by US and our government raises a question on the viability and legality of the said order.

In my opinion, it is but proper to uphold Judge Pozon’s Order of Detention. The argument of Smith that Judge Pozon resorted into his own interpretation of the Visiting Forces Agreement does not hold water in this case. What we should take into consideration is the fact that US already submitted Smith to the jurisdiction of the Philippine Courts as embodied in the VFA. It is then proper to assert that the logical implication of the same is to allow the Philippine Courts to take cognizance of the case based on our very own Criminal Proceedings and Rules of Cout. Meaning, it goes beyond the hearing of the case per se because it is inclusive of other matters appurtenant thereto ie. confinement of the accused pending appeal. It is then improper on the part of Smith to now claim that the Order of Detention was improperly laid because he is already estopped from asserting the same.

They say that the VFA entered into by the two countries has the presumption of regularity based on the Principle of Jus Cogens followed under the International Law because it is presumed that countries enter into an agreement or treaty in good faith. However, a deeper understanding can only be had if we transcend the technicalities. We must analyze what are the implications of submitting Smith’s custody to the US as well as the decision of the Court of Appeals mooting the said issue because of the so-called existence of a “new agreement”.

I believe that what the Executive department did was a supposedly shrewd political attempt to salvage US-RP relationship disregarding the fact that it would undermine not only our rule of law but the best interest of the Filipino people as well. On the other hand, I can say that the “so-gay” decision of the Court of Appeals upholding Judge Pozon’s judgment and at the same time rendering the transfer of Smith to US embassy moot and academic was a status quo decision that fails to make a very clear stand on the matter.
Sadly, the Court of Appeals failed to anticipate the repercussions of the said decision. The fact that Smith’s custody is in the US embassy presupposes the fact that the Philippines already lost jurisdiction over the person of Smith. In effect, the execution of judgment on the case would be an exercise in futility because I don’t think that US is imperceptive enough to surrender Smith to be penalized by the Philippines. Furthermore, rendering it moot and academic due to the existence of a new agreement between the two countries is a manifestation of blatant disregard to our domestic law insofar as treaty enforcement is concerned. It is because, for a new agreement to be valid, it must first be ratified by the Senate because it purports a new intention of the parties separate and distinct from the original.
I am not a big fan of Nicole because personally, I still believe that there was no rape (but then again that warrants another post). But when a public officer mandated to protect and serve the people is the same individual maligning the rule of law and betraying his countrymen, then that is something or someone worthy of a blog rant.

To join or not to join?

Last week, the public was utterly disgusted with the unabashed disregard of the House of Congress to the doctrine of bicameralism enshrined in the 1987 Philippine Constitution. The same was manifested when they misrepresented and maligned the true meaning of the provision effecting the change of the Constitution via constitutional assembly. Ironically, the injudicious act came about right after the Supreme Court, under the Chairmanship of former Chief Justice Artemio Panganiban, adjudicated the Lambino Case on People’s Initiative with finality against the petitioners. Nonetheless, the goal of the petitioners and that of the majority party in the Congress is the same, to bring about Constitutional Change.

This post is not all about the viability of such change but rather the legitimacy of the act of the Lower House in invoking that voting of the Congress in connection to the establishment of a Constitutional Assembly should be done jointly with Senate. But before anything else, let us analyze the implication of allowing joint voting vis-à-vis separate voting. In the former, the play of numbers has a very, very significant role. The fusion of the two chambers will disregard the power of the Senate to have a voice in the issue due to the obvious advantage of the Lower House insofar as membership is concerned. In my most humble opinion, the Lower House failed to contextually analyze the language of the law as well as the intent of the framers of the 1987 Constitution. It seems that there is only one instance wherein the Congress is allowed to have joint voting and that is only in the case of martial law. The purpose of the limited power is in order to uphold Bicameralism. In Bicameralism, separation of powers is the thrust of the framers in requiring that public power be symmetrically divided between the House of Congress and Senate. This is a borrowed principle from the United States which was carried on in the 1935 and the 1987 Constitution. This is actually a response to concentration of powers. The intent of the framers is to effect participatory and direct democracy. Applying it to the two chambers, we see that every power vested to the Lower House has a counterpart in the Senate. For example, the House of Congress has the authority to initiate the General Appropriation’s Act because proximity wise, they are expected to know firsthand the needs of their constituents, Senate on the other hand, must assent with the proposal since it is a national institution which is expected to have a greater institutional competence to reflect the interest of the nation; House of Representatives is the only one vested with the power to file an impeachment complaint against the president, Senate for its part is responsible with the trial. This shows the fact that they are co-equal even though the House of Representatives is more numerous.

Moving on, it will then appear that the act of excluding Senate is a sui generis exemption to the Constitutional mandate of separate voting. The more pressing question now is what is needed to be done by the Supreme Court? I believe that they must issue a Preliminary Injunction to enjoin the Congress from proceeding with the Constitutional Assembly due to the fact that it is presumptuously illegal. The House of Congress might invoke that it is a political question; however, it is an issue that involves great public interest which, in effect, justifies court intervention

At the end of the day, we have to look back and learn from our past mistakes. Let us be reminded that the same thing happened during the Marcos regime when Senator Taňada’s request for injunction was denied not because it was not meritorious but because the Constitution was already signed by President Marcos rendering the said issue moot and academic which became prejudicial to the Filipino people. It is a technical detail that will surely place Chief Justice Puno into test. Jose De Venecia will possibly count on the new Chief Justice for a 7-7 voting outcome which is insufficient to declare the act as unconstitutional. But there is always hope. History should tell us that people have lied so many times in the past. Hence, we have to be vigilant in protecting our collective right to live in a safe place by upholding the rule of law.

Trial Court class rocks because...

We get to simulate court proceedings and play the part that we like/dislike i.e. counsel, witness, rapist, adultress, murderer hehe

My classmates are so fab they exude this aura of I'm-so-cool-you-wouldn't-believe-me-if-I-tell-you-I'm-in-law school thing :)

We all look so damn gorgeous in suits :p

We get to pose in the moot court with a real Judge.

"THE FIRM"
Here, we can dream big and hopefully consummate something bigger...

Detachment

Being a law student opened my eyes to things which are only susceptible of being understood by someone who experienced the same. At first, I thought that legal profession was all about being heartlessly technical and apathetically mechanical... doing what is right regardless of one’s plea of mercy. I guess I was wrong.

A professor of mine once said that lawyers are very emphatic. They don’t settle for short, brief and concise statements. Instead of saying that the contract is void, lawyers will say that the contract is null and void. Others just say sell but for lawyers it must be sell, transfer and convey. For the myopic minds of other people, these are just plain verbal diarrhea used by those in the legal profession to crow, but I say otherwise. For me, strong conviction is the thrust of resorting to verbosity. It is a glaring manifestation of one’s passion relative to his/her claim. Because those who are in this profession don’t believe in the concept of spontaneity, they plan. That is one thing that I imbibed in law school. I now plan in order to conquer the insuperable and consummate what is imaginable. And this, I should say, is not mutually exclusive to law school. I do plan even as to the execution of minor things such as hanging out with friends, giving out presents and even allocating my scanty free time bonding with the members of my family. That is the reason why I find it very hard to accept things that don’t go my way. Why it is very difficult for me to bounce back from failure and disappointment. Why I always resort to isolationism when I am hurt. I guess being overly passionate about things can be painful. Why? Because there are certain things that you really can’t control. But then again, absence of any willful and deliberate intent from other people to spoil what has been planned is just an artificial refinement insufficient to shield you from getting hurt in the end. Luckily, law school also taught me one good thing- the art of concealment. It is the ability to exude vim and perkiness discounting the fact that you feel otherwise. That is the reason why the Rose Lyn that people know is a far cry from the leaden and desolate lady when her efforts are ignored, heart broken and plan advertently or inadvertently crushed.

What have I done to deserve this?!

This will be my last post before I transfer school or worse, exile to Timbuktu.
Ok, so it was a little bit exaggerated but that’s exactly how I felt last Tuesday night.
Law Building, 8:50 pm, Remedial Law class…
I was busy memorizing Rule 7 of Civil Procedure because of fear to be haunted by the curse of being the last one to be called in recitations when my professor said “cross-claim”. I don’t know if it was my inattentiveness or due to other insuperable cause but I swear, he said it in a manner wherein one could’ve easily mistaken it as “Rose Lyn”. Looking like a lost and befuddled senior, I stood up and waited for the commencement of my curse. After five seconds of deafening silence and amused stares from my classmates, the class burst into fits of laughter. Of course, I did not end my moment there because I even had the audacity to naively ask why. To make the long story short, I just had the most embarrassing night of my life. Well, if you would exclude the time when our Associate Dean caught me performing like a trying-hard-amateur-theater-actress-in-a-musical-play or the time when I screamed like a big baby after tripping in the middle of a busy street or the time when... Aw, forget it! I guess I must have done a lot of embarrassing-stupid or stupid-embarrassing things in the past to consider Tuesday’s event to be permissible but my last antic will really go down memory lane especially with my ever-so-supportive classmates who recently baptized me as what do you… CROSS-CLAIM!

I guess mine is a Happy Feet...

I watched Happy Feet last saturday with Joevz. Actually, I was supposed to watch Borat with She and Vanj but it did not materialize so I dragged my friend instead after his training with the school rep for the YMCA Congress. Sleazy! haha...

Superficially, it was a nice flick in a kiddy-sissy way. But looking at the story itself, it went beyond cute baby penguins and nice soundtrack. It was an enlightening movie. It was like telling everybody that being different is not a disease and anybody, regardless of one's defiance to norms, is capable of being a catalyst for a bigger change susceptible of affecting the society at large.

Ok, so I'm getting a little emo about a supposedly very juvenile flick when all I wanted to say was it was a nice movie so get your eyes off my post and go catch it! haha