( And I get nosebleed but I always stand up.* )-Hoppípolla, Sigur Rós.

My customized browser homepage has had these 9 Icelandic words since I first heard it.
Possibly my song for life, haha.

Failing Fr. Bernas' Consti class and Atty. Vallente's Crim class meant bye bye Ateneo. Law school is in a waaay different league. There is absolutely no room for mediocrity.  First time to have failed in school ever, and I failed two subjects! :D I cut my hair, ate a tub of ice cream, and bought a pair of shoes then. I filled out appeal forms and sent letters and spent the next 6 months waiting. At home, out running errands, or otherwise being monitored by Noel with a blow-by-blow account of where I went when I get home. I wasn't allowed to get a job because dad thought I would lose my drive.

I met Dean Ulan (a.k.a. King Mufasa) in Boracay over the summer though. :) He convinced me to transfer to his kingdom--San Beda Alabang. Despite my pending appeals, I went over and enrolled. The units I earned from Ateneo were creditted, but because of the disparity of credit units allocated on a J.D. program and an Ll.B., I had to repeat some.

I earned 3 units of Persons and Family Relations Law back in college for my pre-law degree. I earned 4 units under Atty Mel Sta. Maria back in Ateneo. And then I had to earn 5 units of the same course again even if I've already passed it twice. :D I think I would've been suicidal if I failed it and had to take it a fourth time, but thanks to the lovely Atty Bruce, I got an 85. :)

I failed Crim and Consti so I naturally had to re-take them. Having Atty Amurao for Crim scared me shitless especially when I found out that only one student passed in last year's class, but luckily, he chose to pass five of us this year. :) (I guess I have Atty Vallente to thank for that. :)) I had my old Legal Research prof for Consti. Chewy gave me an 87 back in Ateneo. He gave me an 87 again this year, hahahaha. What are the odds of that. :)

I know I haven't checked the results of my last pending appeal yet, but it doesn't matter anymore. With the release of my grades from the first semester I spent in San Beda, I feel like I definitely definitely got my closure. :)


I cut my hair again last week.
Damn. I'd have a whole year of I-miss-my-long-hair woes again.


*I am a lying liar who lies.
I've never actually had a nosebleed.

(cross-posted on multiply.com)

Already passed twice, and yet. :/

( ASIL team is on the Jessup Quarters! Me so proud! )

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I had other things to go on about, but I'd save that for later. D:
I SO TIRED :'(

In the meantime, here's something I stole from darlita ♥ :D

What do you think should be my theme song?
(It could be any song. First thing that pops in your head, even if it's 100% irrelevant xD)
The meme ends there, but if you leave a comment here, I'd reply with yours :3

I once got on this thread on last.fm where they're supposed to post a song they're reminded of when they see your profile photo (I got Semisonic's Secret Smile :)), but since we're on LJ, I think I can pick a song based on more than your photo :) ♥ ILU FLIST! ♥

If it's not in Iraq, it's in Kuwait.

Atty. Mel commands us to put a yellow (he means use a yellow textliner and he says it rapidly as "Putayelo"!), encircle, and clip the page every time something pertinent comes up, and sometimes advises us to PUTASTAR on a certain article in the law, warning that it'd be appearing as question #5 in the exam.

I love you Sir Mel! :D You and your book! Just as he'd predicted at the beginning of the semester, by the end of the term our copies were suffering from a bad case of hepatitis.

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P.S. The Cardigans' Best of is super ace.♥
P.S.S. I'm trolling livejournal at 3am again. I must be lown-leeeeeeh~
P.S.S.S? I need to get back to writing my dad's speech for the children of Marillac Hills. I've no idea why I'm being made to do this.

I was reading Sis Meg Gutierrez's crack clarification post ♥, and it seems like one of my seniors at the law school, Margarita Gutierrez, is on the running for this years Binibinig Pilipinas Pageant. (I think I've watched one too many ANTM.)


In Ateneo Law, incoming students had to attend a boot camp Intro to Law classes in the dungeon at the basement AVR for a week as a whole group, conducted by Atty. Judd Roy. I never blogged about it before, but it was nerve-wracking as fuck.

Three days before the week-long 5-hour/day sessions started, Dean Roy releases the case list--a GINORMOUS collection of basic local and foreign jurisprudence we'd have to know by heart, recite on, and make case digests of.

We had the option to either pick up copies at the Rockwell campus, or just print from softcopies sent. I opted for the latter, so I was absolutely panicking and loopy when the on the morning of the first session (call time at 8!), our class beadle's email which reads, "There are two additional readings, entitled "El Poder" and some readings in Public International Law. These were not given to us." remained as is.

I'm pretty sure all 200(+/-) of us would mentally/physically cross our fingers every time Dean Roy booms out, "I NEED A FRIEND." and all of us would be waiting with bathed breath and stare at Dean Roy's "angels" with pleading eyes while they randomly pick a name from the list.

Ah, the legendary Judd Roy Angels. :D
Every year, (this might sound pervy :D) he handpicks four lovely women from the upper classes to help him manage all 200 Intro-to-Law attendees, and Marge was one of them. :3 I hope she wins. :)


Check out the website, binibiningpilipinas.com for the complete list. Marge is on the 4th row, candidate #16.

( Because this will rape your friends page sore. )

... http://ateneolaw.ateneo.edu/index.php?p=137

Lord, thank you po. :D

Thanks for calling to tell me about it, Kev. I love youuu~! :D
Congratulations to you too. I wish you luck with your UP-Ateneo dilemma.
..In five languages, if it'd be any help. Buena suerte, bonne chance, 행운, magandang swerte, good luck! :D

Thanks to Atty. Bong Lopez and Atty. Enrique dela Cruz, who must've pimped me out pretty damned well with the recommendation forms. Hehe.

After the intensive verbal lashing that crippled my soul and bid the cloud of pessimism to follow me for days, I made it after all.
Dad, thanks for making it 9087597634652547x sweeter. :D
It was all me, dad. I didn't need you. <3 You wouldn't have done anything anyway. I love you.

Wah. Lord, thanks ulit!
YEHEY, RAK EN ROL! :3 I LOVE APRIL 2!

crossposted: jomownsyou.multiply.com