Sunday, January 25, 2009

It's the Year of the Ox,

Since I can't decide which spelling is appropriate Kung Hei Fat Choi!!!

A new year always brings new tidings. Or at least its supposed to :)

Anyway it does. Once more I am challenged to transcend my often self-imposed limitations.

Warren, knows what I'm talking about... What the heck is a reply speech? dude if you do it next week it will be the first time I'll see one. And I'm supposed to be a 'veteran'.

If you're definition of veteran is someone who got shot at, then I'm that! But if you mean an experienced hardy and capable trooper... Well I don't think so.

Well its not impossible. I won't be overconfident but I won't be a doubting Thomas either. I will exercise due dilligence and hopefully whoever else I get paired with will do so as well.

Gotta stand my ground even if it rains or snow. LOL.

The year of the Ox is a travelling year for me too. I don't know yet. But from the looks of things I'll be making at least two out of the country trips this year. I like travelling so that bodes well for me.

SO much to do. So bloody much to do. I have no idea why I spent today the way I did. I must have really lost my mind [at last].

Hopefully the winds of change will find me in better shape to do my singular imperative: STUDY FOR THE MIDTERMS!!!

Good luck to all people taking thier midterms.

I'll say one Salve Regina for your intentions people (For most of you that will be grades no wouldn't it?]

Monday, January 19, 2009

Because its 7AM, I haven't slept and I'm still studying

Grabbed from Trish Cruz. It's a tug at your heartstrings.
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From page 100 of Haruki Murakami's "Norwegian Wood".


“… So I made up my mind I was going to find someone who would love me unconditionally three hundred and sixty-five days a year. I was still in elementary school at that time — fifth or sixth grade — but I made up my mind once and for all.”

“Wow,” I said. “And did your search pay off?”

“That’s the hard part,” said Midori. She watched the rising smoke for a while, thinking. “I guess I’ve been waiting so long I’m looking for perfection. That makes it tough.“

“Waiting for the perfect love?”

“No, even I know better than that. I’m looking for selfishness. Perfect selfishness. Like, say I tell you I want to eat strawberry shortcake. And you stop everything you’re doing and run out and buy it for me. And you come back out of breath and get down on your knees and hold this strawberry shortcake out to me. And I say I don’t want it anymore and throw it out the window. That’s what I’m looking for.”

“I’m not sure that has anything to do with love,” I said with some amazement.

“It does,” she said. “You just don’t know it. There are times in a girl’s life when things like that are incredibly important.”

“Things like throwing strawberry shortcake out the window?”

“Exactly. And when I do it, I want the man to apologize to me. ‘Now I see, Midori. What a fool I’ve been! I should have known that you would lose your desire for strawberry shortcake. I have all the intelligence and sensitivity of a piece of donkey shit. To make it up to you, I’ll go out and buy you something else. What would you like? Chocolate mousse? Cheesecake?’”

“So then what.”

“So then I’d give him all the love he deserves for what he’s done.”

Sunday, January 18, 2009

In Memoriam

Yesterday I was at Ecom together with the usual suspect: Kucil. We were joined by Trissy, MJ and Victor. Nothing much out of the ordinary there, we were law students; at one point or another we would have to study. Actually they studied, I had to read up on these wierd journals.

What made this night memorable was becasue I saw Krizna and Patring again. Both of them were from AHRC. Excluding the odd picture on facebook I haven't seen Patring / Tricia since my Rockwell days. Krizna I was fortunate enough to meet again when we both went to the Holy Week Missions last year. For what it's worth they looked like fourth year students about to take their last mid-term exams in law school. Congratulations to the both of you!, WON that's a compliment it entirely up to your interpretation. Actually it is, congrats indeed. Not everyone can get where you are now.

Krizna was the head of the Mr. Law School Committee back '07. I did marketing and logistics work for that event. Oh I also did my traditional role of 'taga-tagay' for some reason I have an attachment to being the person handing out the beer and ice tea.

After Mr. Law School I asked Krizna " 'wag mo ko kakalimutan." The reason for that was because two weeks later AHRC was going to have its interviews for its Summer Internship Program. Most of the Mr. Law School Committee people were from AHRC, I thought it was a good idea to get to know the people I'd end up with for the summer. Sadly, I never got to join that org.

Oh, about AHRC I never could decide w/n I wanted to join for the right reasons or the 'wrong reason'. Hence, I never got around to doing so. AHRC stirs up almost as many memories as ASIL.

True enough, Krizna still remembers me. For that I'm glad. Thanks Krizna, perhaps we'll see each other again on Missions. With luck, we might even see each other in court.

Monday, January 12, 2009

Francis Speaks...

This blog is called Francis speaks...ok Francis Speak... heh.

Last night I sort of made up for lost time with part of my family. My former mother now sister Rochelle and I spent practically the whole night at this SB near MOA doing what we do best... Pretending to study and well doing stuff that we normally would not have done if we hadn't come together. Now if only my other sisters could have come too... Kiev? Hayz? meh.

Kucil is sort of "former mother" for two reasons;
First she's no longer ALFG's Prime Minister / President (That um... August distinction now redounds upon Hayz) hence I no longer have any complusion to follow or obey her commands. LOL I respect the position not the person =)) Just kidding mom :P

Second, It might not be immediately obvious but I've actually matured a lot since I waltz into Arellano back on 14 June 2008. A week later I was delivering an extemporaneous spech on everything from Bush, Republican-Democrat dynamics, The redundancy of the UN security council and Ces Drillon!

Unbelievably Forensic got me to deliver another one last saturday. I hate you guys... no matter what you say I'm a mooter not a debater. I forbid it unless I can do both :P

But given my new Job Description trying to do all would be an exercise in futility... Yes the guy who never showed up at the ofc is suddenly a bundy clock / consultant hybrid! You people will regret putting me in the Psychometrics department... believe me you will :P LOL

I mean don't put a crazy guy in charge of supervising the crazy guy detection department!!! But until the others come back from N-Zed (New Zealand) I am officially the "Lord Ur god", the most senior monkey in the Kooky monkey dept.

Going back... before my little office adventures got me distracted. Hard to believe but I'm not the same creature. My recon-mode is no longer necessary since I already know pretty much what I need to know about Are's environs. I know who I can trust and with what. Ok, Francis Philopater time to be yourself, at least around family.

I mean the debate... that crazy ANC debate has spawned such incredible change that I wonder if it wasn't the Delta Aoulis shoved down my throat by God because he decided I was being to complacent with life... God! so much for a high-speed low-drag and lower profile... Still it's a good thing people know me... and that makes me a jerk because I need to hussle and know them! stop being a snob playa!

Funny for a person who can remember the silliest things (Orange and the 27th any one?) I'm sure bad at memorizing names. Good thing there's facebook. Thank God for people who take the time to Tag pictures :P

Then there is Arellano Law Forensic Guild. Mom, Kiev, Hayz and the rest. When we come together possibilities open up. Now if only studies and work can stop getting in the way.

I'm actually the treasurer now, although it should be treasureless hehe. Kiev is General Secretary or was it Secretary General. And of course Hayz is the new President / Prime Minister/ Fuhrer / Kaiser / Tzarina / Dominatrix (Female form of Dominatus or Overlord) / Imperator / Pricepes / Strategos / Sayyad'ina (Revered Mother). Oh boy!

Hayz, Kiev and I are now a rulling triumverate LOL. Together we will chart out the next course of action. [Personally I don't particularly mind where that path will be so long as it is one where I can compete :))] Between the three of us and the new troops nothing> can stop us. Now if only nothing would stop hanging around at the office...

Kucil has stepped down as Prime Minister / Treasureless / Secretary General / Mother to Forensic. We are no longer under her parental authority. Sis thanks for everything!!! Most especially your friendship, the Espresso Solo and of course the 'Crusier!!!

Sunday, January 4, 2009

THE Forensic party (Part 2) inter alia

Wow, after almost two weeks I get back to this topic.

Actually I haven't got much to add to it. It was fun and yet another reminder that the old life is over. There ain't no turning back, this is who I am now. The past now seems like just a bitter-sweet memory.

I wonder where the next party will be?

Well the party's over and its time to buckle down to work. A lot of parties are over and it is literally as in I'm in the office right now debating w/n to do more work or try to do some school work.

PUBCORP digest 28 or 14 depending on who you ask. Are they really going to be worth the effort? I dunno considering I haven't even bothered to start despite the fact that people have been wondering about it since last saturday.

Sige na nga, Some effort must be expended after all I can't be party of ALFG if I'm not part of Arellano Law. And I seriously doubt I can stay in Arellano law if I keep up this substandard lazy ass attitude.

Besides... I need to snap out of this dull reality and get back to my prescient dream. Come to think of it... Meybe I'll just sleep a while and wake up ready to go. Or maybe I'll wake up and realize my digests did not write themselves?