JULZBOY

Prejudicial Pride

-by julzboy

      
I used to think in absolutes. From my perspective, there pretty much
weren’t many gray areas. Sometimes, I’d argue that they were more of “black”. At others, I’d say they were white, except that they were a little “dirty” (you know, uhh, dirty-white?  ). For convenience, I even found myself categorizing people, places and
events into different classifications which enabled me to put a
semblance of order regarding my social make-up (by Azta salon).
To keep up with the constant updating of my LARGE-ly limited network of
family, friends and acquaintances (both inside and outside of law
school), I found myself being dependent on first impressions
to guide me in dealing with people or particular circumstances. It
saved me time from having to delve deeper into individual
personalities, when gut and instinct had so far been more than enough.
When it came to weighing efficiency compared with quality of
appreciation, I usually erred on the side of the former. That, while
attributing to the latter, someone’s favorite movie line; “Tinimbang ka, pero kulang”. Time, that is.

(Pero pag chubbs, sobra-sobra timbang nun. May mainit nanaman ang ulo)

   
    But though hard it is for me to admit it, this way of reasoning had
made me lose or had drastically reduced the number of REAL
people I could have been constantly in touch with. People more like
myself, really (more on this later). Oh, I’m open-minded in the sense
that I try to understand where people are coming from and react to
their assertions by looking at situations from their point of view. But
that doesn’t stop me from sometimes being more adamant in sticking by
and pushing forth with my convictions. Particularly when I’m right… and
who knows how often that is…. Hmm… riiiight. =D (Joke lang, joke lang!
bihira lang ako tumama sa buhay).

   
    To give more concrete examples, the way I view particular matters
such as friendships, relationships and family have more or less summed
up this blinkered view I have of this world. Mind you, the following
examples just might be the reasons why I’m realizing how inordinate my
absolutist-way of reasoning, has become.

On Friends and Friendships:

I
can say that I have one of the best collections of friends among all
the people I know. I’m not even kidding about that. Almost every single
friend I have is someone I can introduce to my family (or other
friends), without fear of being embarrassed by subsequent boorish
behavior. I also think that I’m one of the few people whose barkadas
(sets of close friends, for the uninitiated) in High school, College
and Law school, in one way or another, know or are close to one
another. And I’m pretty sure these same people have met and have gotten
to know my closest relatives (i.e. my team zero cousins/bro) as well. (Friends from outside any of my schools, are understandably exempted)

   
    90% of my real friends are genuinely good persons (yes, even the
“kill-to-win”s). What’s my secret? Simple, I avoid the loud-mouthed,
closed-minded and the really arrogant ones. Some of you would say, “teka (not _ _ _ _), si julz ‘yun a?”. Well, congratulations, you had me at hello.

 It’s true though, I do try to avoid people who have the same personality-type as I have. Now, some (very few hehe) of you would stand up for me and say that I’m just misunderstood (Yes naman, show me the money),
but it really is irrelevant as far as this blog entry is concerned. No
matter the intentions I put behind my words, there will always be
someone who will think that I’m loud-mouthed (admittedly hehe), closed-minded (not really) and/or arrogant (confident is the proper term, and I’m not one to rub it in people’s faces).

Besides, mahina nga ako sa ispeling end grammars pati na rin in the speakening of English’. At oo na, kumalat na nagmakaawa daw ako sa teacher ko nung HS nung naging kaklase ko yung ibang taga-4A sa Math (sinong di magmamakaawa e pinagbintangan akong nandaya sa exam at kukunin daw paper ko!?).
Oh, there’s also a rumor that I cried when I thought I failed Consti 1
in first year law. Sa sobrang paulit-ulit nitong kwento na ito, parang napapaisip na ako kung umiyak nga ba talaga ako? Hehehe… For the record, I passed Consti 1 and I NEVER cheated in law school. (I
don’t remember cheating in college, pero since may GF pa ako nun, baka
nagpakopya ako haha… ahh wait, kinopya pala namin ni Roy yung work ni
Jay sa Computer… si Roy nahuli, ako hindi. From then on, I swore off
cheating in class… (And on girls too)

Hehehehehehehehehe. So I’m defensive by nature. Sue me.

Digressions of digressions.
What was my basic point? Oh yes, I have the best of friends coz they
don’t have the same personalities that I do. Come to think of it, those
na asar sakin tend to have similar personalities with me. That, or
sobrang pangit nila. Hehe (funny pero true story, gusto ko

sana

ilagay pictures kaso baka kasuhan ako libel, di ako makapag-bar hehe)

On Relationships:

I
have this “good-girl bad-girl”-dichotomy categorization that I use to
distinguish who can be a prospect and those whom I don’t even bother
considering. Smokers are automatically cut. Those who frequent more
bars or drink more alcohol than I do are classified the same. On the
other spectrum, I admire women who are beautiful and who possess the
ever-present quality of being “mabait” (haha). But what I always get in
trouble for, is my constant search for someone with the same religion
as I do, and one who is as smart as or even smarter than I am. (Hehe, ok, so there are billions out there… shaaaaaaddaaaap ) Compound this fact with the rule I’ve set of “not getting involved with law students”
(with minor exceptions, which I’d rather not delve into haha), and I’ve
surely dwindled my prospects down to a very low count (actually, no
prospects at all).

   
    I’ve always rationalized to myself that if I don’t stick with my
rules of engagement (whatta line), I might as well simply admit that
I’m “settling”. However,
I now admit to being wrong in having such classifications in the first
place. Especially since such classifications are egotistical, selfish
and are contrary to the values my parents have inculcated in me. Not to mention their patent unconstitutionality (umm, violations of due process and equal protection hehe).

   
    Yes, beauty is still a requisite (aminado ako), but being “mabait”
should not refer to someone who will always agree to what her partner
says. It shouldn’t mean finding someone who is meek or one who wouldn’t
speak her mind for fear of irritating the other. I, personally, have never been a compromiser. But maybe, just maybe, I should work on being one.

   
    Intelligence? I have always limited myself to three of the four
universally recognized standards. That of the Sciences, Mathematics and
English. Getting at least two out of the three had always been a must.
I even relegated the Arts to somewhere below being “irrelevant”. How
stubborn could I be for not recognizing such hypocrisy? Just because I
know close to nothing with regard to Arts, doesn’t mean that I
shouldn’t recognize its importance in our society.

        Ahh, but really, what’s more amazing than someone who has street-smarts and one who can stand on her own feet and be proud of her own accomplishments? What’s sexier than someone who can look you straight in the eye and disagree with you, without being disagreeable?
And if any of us would be lucky to find someone who will love us for
who we are, then shouldn’t we be more than happy to have that someone
in our lives?

        Basta ba sinusunod niya lahat ng gusto ko, ano pa ba hahanapin ko sa kanya? Teka, parang walang nagbago? Heeeh!

On my family:

        Who’s the one person who is more loudmouthed, “narrow-minded” and “arrogant” than Julzboy?

Everyone: Si Luis! Ang ingay niyan e, parang _ _ _ _ ng baboy.

   
    But who wouldn’t want to be a part of the group at his table when
it comes to parties, or maybe even getting serious help with a major
project or two? Point being, what may be unbearably irritating to one,
may be quite endearing to another.

Q: Are there better (looking) “teammates” than Mike, Jop, Triggz and Luis?

Dax, Ej and RK: Meron, kaya nga kayo Team Zero e… Try niyo kaming isali tatlo, Team One bigla.

        Seriously, do you want to know how great my clan is?

        Name one clan composed of MORE THAN THIRTY (33 or 34) first cousins (take note: on one side alone) who are ALL close to one another, and we’ll talk about how a family is supposed to be like.

Oh… and who do you think the de facto head of this cousin-hood is?

                                                                      The Flight Home

        As the song goes, "All my
bags are packed, I’m ready to go". And in a few hours, I actually would.
It will be back to the old grind of incessant studying. One, which I’ve tried
so hard to put off, knowing very well that it would be something I’d be stuck
with for the next four-plus months.

   
    So I’m trying to convince myself that this is just another
flight back home; working under the presumption that this would be much like
all the others I have made from vacation spots the world over. But no matter
how often I try to tell myself that I am making a trip similar to the countless
ones before, deep down, I know I’m just deceiving myself. This flight home
represents who and what I am at this juncture of my life. It’s a tumultuous
journey, but one I am at least in control of.

   
    Or so I wish to believe.

        I’ve been staying in California for more than three weeks now. I made the trip here thinking that I’d be
helping a person acclimatize himself with the working environment of America,
while at the same time recharging myself for the inevitable toil of going
through numerous law books and codals for my bar review. But these past few
weeks have allowed me to get a glimpse at a more meaningful aspect of my
relationship with someone I’ve known for more than 23 years. Prior to this, I
thought I completely knew who my brother was. But I didn’t. The routine of our
past interactions was the same. It was the subtle nuances behind them that were
not. And as each day went by, I got to know more of who he was. At the same
time, I learned something valuable along the way.

        Two weeks ago, our dad left us here in Petaluma, Ca. and went back to the Philippines.
It was immediately apparent that this was the first time that my brother and I
would be alone with each other for an extended period of time. I drove him
crazy with my penchant for leaving my things recklessly about. On the other
hand, he drove me nuts with his backseat (actually, passenger) driving and his
proclivity for having things done his way (both gotten from our Y chromosome).
But for all our quirks and our different dispositions, we got along well
enough.

On the outside,
it looked like a relatively good setup for both of us. He would be working from
9 to 6 at his office, while I will be studying in advance for my review. It
sounded like a good plan. But as Murphy’s Law dictates, if something could go
wrong, it would.

One week prior
to my scheduled departure and a mere hundred pages into my book, I lost my
drive to study. I thought to myself that I will have so many hours to study
back home, but only so many to spend with my brother. Unbeknownst to me then,
he was saying the same thing. We started hanging out with newly-found friends.
We drove aimlessly around town. We watched movies, grabbed dinner and checked
out the hottest nightspots together. But best of all, we talked.

We talked
about our growing up years. He recalled how at 8 yrs old, he was so angry (like
only a frustrated kid could think he is) one time that he started packing his
bags to move out of our house. He thought about where he was going to go. He
remembered thinking that he would first have something to eat so he wouldn’t
get hungry along the road. He put back his things in his closet and proceeded
to forget about his plan altogether. It was also around that time that my dad
casually mentioned to my mom (within my earshot, would you believe?) how he
wouldn’t accept back in his house, a family member who had the temerity “na
maglayas”. Of course, he chose the wrong kid to tease. It wasn’t that I was
always the obedient boy. It was more because I scare easily.

We talked
about his career and how my law school life is coming to an end. He brought up
his stories of how he studied for his CPA board exams. I shared my experiences
with my clients at our school office. He complained about how burdened he was
with being saddled by incalculable paperwork. I countered by mentioning how
harassed I am with the load I have to go through for my exams. We drank our
complaints throughout the night. We laughed at things we knew we could do
nothing about; basically crying over the proverbial spilled milk.

And we talked about
our prospective businesses. We talked of how we were going to partner up after
getting our respective degrees, then leaving the corporate scene behind. We
would be building an empire. A conglomeration of companies only we could
envision. A dream that started from inspiration, would lead to execution and
hopefully to fruition.

My bro and I
have come a long way in terms of our educational attainment. We have made our
parents proud with these minimum of achievements. We have lived our lives with
the type of character they have espoused in us. And most importantly, we have
always gotten each other’s back.

In a few
hours, my brother will be taking me to the airport to see me off. It is with
melancholy feeling that I write these lines of prose. He will be staying behind
to finish the work he has started on already. I will be going home to start on
the task that is already awaiting me. He is the optimist. I am the realist. We
are two different grownup men, leading two very different lives, coming from
the very same gene-pool.

Luis and I
will be separated by thousands of miles once more. But it will be of no
consequence to both of us. The sad parting will be there, yes. But underneath
the pining for the perpetual camaraderie that we share back home is the understanding
that this experience is a necessary evil we would simply have to overcome. Soon
enough we will both look back to this trip as the glue that solidified our bond
both as brothers and as friends.

All because of my last flight home.

            The past three weeks (two weeks, 5 days) has been nothing but
a wild roller coaster ride for me. So many experiences. Many Many experiences.
*Sigh*, somehow, that doesn’t translate to “dami-dami”. It’s not as funny when I
say it in English. Hehehe. But my stay here in Northen California has really made me take stock of
a number of things. Here are some of the highlights:

On our way to LA, Luis (my bro) and
I almost ran out of gas in the middle of “Intestate” 5 (wala kasing will, kaya
intestacy nag g govern). No kidding… the warning sign for the gas had been on
for 5 minutes already and we were miles and miles (1.6 kilometers per mile) away
from the next gas station. Sabi ng brother ko “Kuya, pag naubos gas natin dito,
sino magtutulak? Bato bato pick na tayo?”. I, on the other hand was thinking to myself “Putik, sa dami-dami ng
inaral ko, Egoy lang din ang titigok sakin sa kalsada”. Damn, I voiced it out
to my brother, and we ended up laughing. Masaya Matibay… or “Matira” ba yun?

Speaking
of egoys, there was
another near-miss life and death experience that we encountered. It
happened at
McDonalds of all places. There was this huge black homeless guy who was
bullying this white homeless guy inside the store. Of course, being the
"intrigeros" that we
were, we didn’t realize that we were gawking at the scene as it happened in front of
us. All of a sudden, the black guy caught us staring and shouted “YO, WATCHA
LOOKIN’ AT? HUH? WATCHA LOOKIN’ AT??”. For the first time
since I got here, I wished I brought Prox and Parrot with me. But even with two
bodyguards, I doubt if all of us could
have taken him down. hahaha. eh SIX POR (6’4) kaya yun. Mukhang aparador. Kerby kami ng brother ko. Biglang tingin
kami sa french-fries sa taas ng tindera.

Naunahan kami ng sindak. Sabi ko, WHAT IF pag sigaw niyang yun, bumanat ako ng: “we be lookin’ at you nigguh. Ya can’t
be raisin yo’ damn voice round here. Aint no reason y u be wishin to mess wid
mah homeboy lez u want us to bust yo’ sorry ass. So u shut yo’ crap or imma
shut it down for ya. Ya hear me you punk ass nigguh?”

Pero naisip ko…. OA.  Hehe

 
The Philippines’ economy is labor-intensive. Our primary (or is it
sole) export is labor, for crying out loud (a tear drops silently). And
I am learning this the hard way. I am a driver-slash-laundryman here.
Dakilang labandero ng kapatid kong nagtratrabaho. Sige, nga, how many
of you are willing to wash, dry and fold the clothes of your siblings while you’re on vacation?
teka teka, ndi kasama yung may mga kapatid na baby At least dollars
ang kita ko. hehe Kanina lang binigyan niya ako ng $2 pang icecream Bait sha e.. galante. (teka lang ulit, titimpla ko muna yung gatas
niya).

The bar
exam is just over 4 months away.

I haven’t
even finished a single book.

I’m a
little homesick already. And I sort of miss my friends and family as well.
Especially those na hindi umaasa sa pasalubong hehe. (oo, sadyang parinig yan)

Anyway, I
have a few more days here. I’m gonna make sure to make the most of my remaining
time with my bro…. unless of course an Egoy decides to ruin it for us. Hahaha

PS: I aint hatin on my boyz from the hood ayt?  Just joshin arnd wit mah crew from a-town. Got
no needs to get smoked up for talking shit abt ‘em. I best repruzent mah real
roots. Fo shizzle.

Eyo.. im out.

Peace mah brotha’ from anotha motha’.

____________________________________________________________________

Hahhaha Nakngtipaklong… F na F tlga hehe…

Joke lang yung feeble attempt ko to speak ebonics.

 
Taken from my multiply account:
julzboy.multiply.com

    Not that we’re desperate for new members, but informal applications simply aren’t our thing. So here’s the deal. Since we’ve been branded as "needy" people, here’s a list of the qualities we’re looking for in a prospective horseman/woman. These are formal requisites. If you don’t have them, your application forms would be void.
(This list isn’t gender sensitive… not like jon, who is ultra sensitive)

1) You must love trash. Be one with trash and you’re half-way in. (yes it’s true, we all took the law and environment elective. Dami-daming basura sa pilipinas, wag niyo nang dagdagan).

2) You must love humor. Not rumors. Mashado na kaming maraming issue. or ka-issue. or issuances. Follow the adage "do not issue what cannot be issued"

3) You must believe in hope. sa pag-asa. hindi sa paasa. Magkaiba yun. Yung una, masarap. yung pangalawa, masaklap. Iba rin yun sa laps. (teka, wag na tayo pumunta dun)

4) You must have gone through heartaches before. yung sa sobrang sakit nang pinagdaanan mo, sumasarap na ang lasa ng pait ng pag-ibig. hahaha. teka (not te-ya), natawa ako sa sinabi  ko.

5) You must know how to love unconditionally. Yung tipong walang suspensive or resolutory conditions attached to it. Iba rin to sa airconditionally.

6) You should know how to make fun of yourself. May kilala ako sanay sa ganyan. Kahit seryoso na sha, pinagtatawanan pa rin. Pangit kasi.

7) Bawal mang-ahas at magpaahas. Di nga, galit kami sa mga taong ganito. Tingnan niyo, galit-galit kami sa isa’t isa.

You have to be goodlooking and intelligent. Obviously, hindi lahat ng members namin nagp-possess ng traits na ito. But since we’re looking for new members, eh di might as well pataasin na natin standards.

9) pang 9 na ito. *sigh*

10) Wag kang boring, parang yung isa sa amin! hahaha Actually masaya naman kami usually kasama. mga basura’t basurero. pangit na tao. malalakas mang insulto. magagaling magkwento. Mabait sa kapwa tao.

Antok na ako.
May exam ako tomorrow.
wow, how conyo.
alas-dos hanggang ala-singko
TAX, hindi civpro.
Teacher  dun, ninong ko.
kabarkada ni papa sito.
para akong lokoloko
di pa ko nag aaral dito
o sha, alis na ako.
Basta tandaan niyo!
Di lahat ng nasabi rito,
ay ganap na totoo.
As usual, nag j joke lang po.

Gdnyt mga katoto.
pakshet, ang baduy nito.
Pero sana, natawa na rin kayo.

haha.. i should be writing my supervised legal research right now. But
I read my kabarkada’s poem which he submitted to Portia for the annual
Poetry Sojourn. (or whatever it is called, i don’t remember hehe)

Anyway,
this poem is my immediate reaction to his poem. Na-inspire lang kasi
ako. Don’t read anything behind this Pag-bigyan niyo na ako. Bihira
akong magsulat ng Filipino poem.
(obvious naman sa quality… or the lack thereof hehe)

I’m also posting my friend’s poem after my poem His poem is entitled TYPO. I think that’s his best work yet:)

Grabe

May kaibigan akong sumulat ng tula.
Tungkol sa "Typo" o maling pagsulat.
Napaisip akong Grabe ang tama niya,
Sa minahal niyang, di namin inakala.

Natawa ako sa simula.
Sinabi kong hindi mangyayari sakin yun.
Ang umasa sa wala?
Pag-asang binabaliwala?
Sa loob-loob ko… “pare, ang sagwa”.
Nagpatawa na lang ako. Dun naman kasi kami magaling.
Humirit akong “pagdating sa chicks, makinig ka kasi sakin”.

 
“Mahirap yang ganyan”, ang pinag-isipan kong pagpayo.
Sinagot ako ng pabalang. Wala naman daw akong alam.
Lahat daw nakukuha ko, kahit mga hindi ko ginugusto.
Mga basura’t basurero.
Napaisip naman ako.
Parang ngang oo.
Isang beses lang daw kasi ako na-basted.
Mga nagpaparamdam daw sakin, “I take for granted”.

Grabe. Parang tinamaan na talaga ako.
Sa dami-dami ng tinukso sakin. Parang doon ako nagpaapekto.
Kasi parang ngang totoo.
Parang may nambibisto.
Ewan ko ba kung sino. Pero pare, parang eksakto.

Kaya ako naman ang humihingi ng payo.
Kumbaga, nag-iingat lang. Kasi pano pag ako naman ang
tamaan?
Makarinig nang “too late”, hindi ko kayang sakyan.
Ayoko kasi sanang masaktan.
Tingnan niyo yung kanyang
dinadaanan.

Parang nakakatawa kasi baka “nagsasakit-sakitan lang” ang
loko.
Pero dahil kilala ko siya, Alam kong masakit talaga sa puso.
Ako man kasi, aamin ding ayokong mapaso.

Malay niyo…
Pag grabe na at di ko na mapigilan, umamin din
ako.

Kasi naman, parang nangyari na to dati.
May magtatanong nanaman kasi.

“Ma’l mo?”

Graaaaaaabeeeeeeeeeeee…
Eto nanaman tayo.

_________________________________________________

TYPO

‘mahan kita,
kahit saan mo
gusto pumunta,
hindi dahil
kailangan mo
ng kasama—

alam ko naman,
kaya mong mag-isa,
at hindi ako
ang gusto mong
umupo sa tabi mo;
ganoon talaga,
wala akong magagawa,
pero kung maisipan
mo man,
‘mahan kita,
sabihin mo lang.

kung ayaw mo,
na malamang,
hindi kita masisisi,
hindi rin ako mamimilit,
pero para lang
alam mo,

kung sawa ka nang
mag-isa, o sa katabi mo,
dito lang ako,
naghihintay,
baka kasi biglang
gusto mo na rin
akong ‘mahan.

huwag kang mag-alala,
hindi naman ako umaasa,
na ‘mahan mo rin ako,
ngayon, o pagdating
ng panahon,
hindi kita sisisihin,
hindi pipilitin—

basta,
mahan kita

kahit wala na ako,
kahit wala ka na.

______________________________

End

10:18 Feb 22, 2007

Napaka sipag ko talaga. Dami-dami kong trabaho. Pero wala pa akong nasisimulan.

I’m at the Office of Legal Aid right now. I’m
supposed to be working. But I’m too distracted. On one hand, I’m quite
happy because I’m finally friends again with my bestfriend of three
years. THREE YEARS!. (For some reason, 3 years reminds me of something else...) Anyway, back to my rantings. Bati na kami. To think I was willing to forget almost all my "law school friends" because I thought they were siding with her without even bothering to hear my side.

But we’re good We’re fine. Basura na ulit kami. haha

What I’m more concerned about is that there’s
currently a vicious rumor circulating in school that I did something
bad to my former-bestfriend. Ginamit ko raw sha to further my studies
(pinapagawa ko raw sa kanya mga school work ko) and that I played with
her feelings. Basically, I used her DAW. That’s simply untrue and grossly unfair to me and to her. Ang totoo lang e… ako ang ginamit niya at ako ang pinaasa niya (aaminin niya yun). hahahaha joke lang joke lang.

But see, ganyan ang dynamics ng relationship namin (to reiterate, sha PAASA and ako ang paa-see) *wink*. We’re able to laugh at the things people assumed we had. And if only they asked me (or her) directly before imputing such malicious things, their minds (no matter how limited) would have been cleared up.

Now why am I bringing this up all of a sudden?
Simple. One of the Four Horsemen’s (check our blogs at Friendster…
search us: FOUR HORSEMEN) new barkada is being dragged into the
blackhole, that is… my reputation. Mahan pa naman namin sha (minsan pag hindi sha mataray haha).
Sometimes, I feel like a popular actor in school because of all the
intrigue surrounding my name. Parang ayaw ko na ata mag artista. Mag m
model na lang ako

Relax. Ng tupperware mga chong.. tupperware
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

First time ko nanood ng Prison Break kahapon. Kasama ko si Christian and two random irritating (but maganda at matalino…daw) people. And it was with them that Christian and I first realized that Kamukha ni Michael Scofield si Archie Alemanya!!.. Di nga. Nagalit yung two random people na to. Better daw kasi kami ni Christian. Woops. sorry. Bitter pala.. Bitter daw kasi mas gwapo daw sa amin si Wentworth Miller. (mas gwapo naman si Reggie Miller, shooter pa).

Which reminds me… I watched San Miguel vs.
Ginebra last night. Ginebra won, kahit maganda laro ni former "king
eagle" LA Tenorio. Hindi lang ako ang may idol dun. Dami-dami
nagmamahal na atenista dun. He’s the man! Pero wala sha kay Jayjay
Helterbrand. ;c)

***************************************

Horsemen Conversation:
February 21, 3:30pm sa office ni Emer.

Emer: Dude, Mahan ko talaga!
Remir: Baka Mahal?
Christian: haha… nauutal na si Emer. Iksi kasi ng dila.
Jon: Hatakin ko gusto mo? Para umayos na rin ugali niyan.
Julz: Di masama magmahan.
Remir: Isa pa to. bulol ka ba?
Julz: Eh sa feel na feel ko yung nararamdaman ni Emer e.
Christian: Basta ang alam ko gwapo ako.
Jon: ulol.
Remir: ako din gwapo.
Emer: ulol.
Julz: ako na rin gwapo.
Jon: tangna, ako na rin gwapo.
(3-minute silence)
Christian: Si emer lang tahimik a…
Remir: Pare ikaw na lang iniintay namin.
(2-minute silence)
Emer: Promise, Friendly ako.

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PS: Pag nakakarinig ako ng ganyang conversation, naaalala ko highchool friends/barkada ko. Kaso lahat sila may asawa’t pamilya na.

Miss ko pa rin sila… Kahit hindi ako naging ninong ng kahit sino sa mga anak nila. Isa lang masasabi ko…

…

…

BASURA!

Note to non-law students:
My barkada in law school is called the "Four horsemen". Though in reality, there’s 5 of us there. Complicated? Not really. Bobo lang isa sa amin sa math

You can check out our barkada friendster account through

http://www.friendster.com/user.php?uid=32057969

Anyway, this next blog is a reproduction of what I wrote in our blog in that account

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… I know I’ve professed to hating people who
take blogs and parade it around to be bashed by other people of the
same ilk, but… I can’t help but take this recent one I’ve read. But I
did this to praise it. So if any of her friends get to read this and
recognize it from somewhere… Yes, i got it from her. And No, I didn’t
get her permission.

As Christian ‘the nigguh’ Arbues once said… "Sorry, My bad, I show you love".
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        "You have always wanted the woman. Your days and nights are filled with fantasies of her.

She with her red lipstick
and spicy perfume…She who always gives you a light and beats you out
into puffing a full smoke…She who expertly cuts speeding cars and
conquers Manila traffic in one breath…She who kicks off her stilettos
to stand on the hood of your car and screams your name under the
Tagaytay skies…She who pulls your hand and dances with you in the
rain…

Yet at night, as you rest
your head against your pillow and sense the aftertaste of your last
kiss fading, you think of another girl…Secretly deep within your
heart, you long for someone else. Someone who will give you a smile
instead of a pout as she tucks a strand of hair behind an ear...Someone
who can walk with you across a muddled parking lot without uttering a
curse…Someone who will believe you when you say you are going to pass
the boards and be a lawyer someday…Someone who won’t laugh at your
novice compositions…Someone who lands flat on her face and stands up
giggling at herself…Someone whom you can impress with mere love
letters written on perfumed stationery sets…

A girl you can bring home to Mom."

(highlights, mine)

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I could have sworn it was written for me.
Or a guy like me. Think what you like.
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Hmm, one of my friends in school is dating Anne Curtis. PAKSHET.
And he’s gonna run for Congress soon. Damn. Might have said too much
already. haha. I asked him if they really do go out. In fairness,
Artista na rin ang loko, he said. "Minsan, pero friends lang. Medyo na
exag lang". haha…

BASURA!!!!! There’s no more appropriate time to say that than now.

Now I wish I had my own Province. And had enough money to run for Congress.
yep… reading that blog up there didn’t do much to alter my innate basura core-personality. hehe

Biro lang! I’m happy with what I have and who I am. I’m Stellar Julz haha…
Could be the gayest discription of the year. Mala Janssen-Paolo or remir mini-macatangay.
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Remember when I wrote a few blogs ako that my dad
once said that "magaling pumili ng asawa" mom ko? He made a bold
statement in proving this by giving my mom a new Starex as a gift for
Christmas and her birthday (Jan.4). And this was after he gave my
sister a big garden-debut as well as a grey Mazda 3. What will he think
of next?

Well… lemme see…
I’m graduating this March. *Dad, can you read between the lines?* haha. I’ll settle for your old Cefiro or your Camry.

*sigh* asa pa. At least there’s a good chance I’ll be getting his N93 pretty soon. Sana, sana, sana. If any of you are contemplating on buying an N71. Don’t!!!! Trust me on that. ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
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But speaking of cars, I recently rode on one of the
Hot Cars of Alabang. It’s owned by a UP law student who swears she’s
not rich. Kapal ng mukha (pero maganda naman, in fairness haha)…
Damn, the car was Set-up baaaad. :D.

I wonder if I’d ever get the chance to drive that car. Kapalit man lang
for ignoring the 4 horsemen for 3 years :). I’m the 6th best driver in
the Philippines, afterall haha
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My dad is going to Bicol tomorrow (actually, in a few hours). He’s
gonna go with his brother Masons to Camalig and Ginubatan (I think) to
bring some relief goods and some used and new clothing. I actually
wanted to try to dissuade him from going there himself coz it’s pretty
far and the roads aren’t particularly safe right now. He’s getting
older and he’s not exactly in the best physical condition. There’s so many bags to carry and the shelters might prove to be chaotic. But I doubt if he’d listen to me. He’s kinda stubborn. The only one in the family who’s like that. haha. In 25
years, I’ve never seen him take the easy way out. He’s always doing the
difficult and at times dirty work. He really has taken the motto
Men-for-others to heart. And to think he only studied in Ateneo for law
sch.

(And we all know what UP law students think of that other school? hahaha)
Caveat, I belong in the minority. I think the Ateneo Law School gives the
same if not a better quality of education as UP does. (this is just
begging to be criticized… nandidiin nanaman si julz)

Relax… Biro lang. I think Ateneo and UP  both have very good Law
schools. Better than all the rest combined. There, better ain’t it?

New year’s around the corner…
Resolution? To "remove "i don’t know" from my vocabulary". hehe… I got that from my cousin Dax

or maybe develop or to take care of real life-long friendships. Maybe that’s more feasible.

It’s gonna be 2007 soon baby. Finding a GF is so cliche. "Wengs lang walang mahalan." hahaha

or so they say.

Am out,
Julzboy

PS: Someone promised me that I’d get something from HK. Do what you promised
and you’re my friend for life haha Take care and enjoy shopping! Meeting you this year had been one of the highlights of my year.

12:53am December 28, 2007. I didn’t realize my sister’s birthday is over already  

I have a Multiply Account now. As of today December 11, 2006 11:06pm, I only have 5 friends and three pictures in the whole album. haha… Pathetic

www.julzboy.multiply.com

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Maria Carmela Florentyna Angeles Esquivias will be celebrating her 18th birthday on December 27, 2006. (I had to ask her how to spell her second and third names, would you believe?). She’ll be celebrating it together with my dad who’s birthday falls on December 16.

For those who will receive an invite, you will see a short poem which I wrote as if I was in her position. I just had to pretend I was her. Hmm, it’s easy being a girl. hahaha

Carmela Esquivias
An occasion for celebration will soon be at hand,
And with Your presence, it will be a day like no other.

It has come to the point where I am about to go out of my shell.
To travel the path of the unknown; of the world of ladies and of men.
I am apprehensive, yet I am excited of the things I will have coming my way.

I am a girl to many, but a Princess at heart.
And You, by gracing this special moment in my life,
will be a witness to my blossoming.

Years will go by and we will mark the time as it passes;
But wonderful memories will remain ingrained in our hearts.

And on that day, December 16, 2006, I can only hope that you will become a part of the memory of which I will forever cherish.

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CARS!!
Surprisingly, my sister assented to having her birthday bash celebrated at our place. Not so surprisingly, she did it with a catch. *Sigh*, she will get a brand new car. One of those Mazda 3’s, I think. 4 years newer than  X-FilEs (uhh, that’s my car’s name, you know, XFE-bday?). Hmm, I don’t even know what to get her for her birthday. I was thinking of getting her a Starbucks planner, but I’m pretty sure one of her boys would have thought about it. So I’m stuck. I don’t even want to buy her a gift in the first place. hahahaha…. woops.. she might read this. hehe

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BABY millions
My dad gave my brother and I a proposition recently. Give him a grandchild by 2007 and he’ll cough up a million pesos. Give him twins and the amount doubles as well. So just to humor him, I asked what would happen if we had several children by multiple partners… he had a simple answer. "Lagot kayo sa nanay niyo" haha. That banter was witnessed by two of my blockmates (one of them’s a Portian, the other’s a pseudo-horseman… pseudo kasi parang ayaw na sa amin sumama hehehe).

Such crazy talk is staple in our household. I mean, how often do you hear of a family whose members tease each other all throughout dinner?! We do this every.. single.. day. haha. I guess the dynamics in our family is such that we show our appreciation towards people by constantly teasing them. Come to think of it, I carry this over to my relationships in school. The more I tease people, the more I feel comfortable with them. With those I’m not comfortable with, I’m almost always "behaved". The rest, I ignore altogether.

We just finished our pictorials earlier today. Obviously, I got so excited with them that I uploaded some of them already. I wanted to pose as a big time rapper. But I didn’t like the clothes they wore. So I ended up "posing" as a dancer. Nothing creative about that since I do love dancing. I just relished dressing up like I was still in Highschool.

Thanks to Krystal and Grace for the very nasty "Blings" haha…

Speaking of dancing, I still haven’t finished our dance steps! Aaargh… How can I even compete with the likes of Ate and Krystal. Hmm, At least our batch has the "Four Horsemen". hahahahaha… Let’s see if my boys can bring the house down. haha…

oh oh oh… and we got some fine ladies too Some of ‘em, I didn’t even know could dance.

(shoot… I’d rather be a spectator during the Malcolm Madness… kaya lang the Seniors will win this year and I can’t miss that, can I? hehe)
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I have a proposition. Why not we ALL place our profiles on "NOT view anonymously". I mean, what is there to lose? You’d get the chance to know who views you and vice versa. Friendster shouldn’t be for stalkers. There’s the restricted access mode for that (of which, I still haven’t decided on using… YET).  Technically, all the people in our list are our FRIENDS, so we shouldn’t be embarrassed to let so and so know that we’ve viewed him or her.

Hindi ko lang talaga ma-gets why we have to use that unless it’s for "stalking"/"chismis" purposes. haha… Oh well, that’s just me and my random musings.

Well, not so random. I just realized that it can get irritating to know that some people you may not like may have viewed your site. If only for that, payag na ako sa "view anonymously mode". Ignorance is , if not blissful, less stressful

Okay Fine… Whatever. (now where did I get this… hehe)

The REAL purpose of my rants?
Simple. Would have been nice to know if our crushes view our page from time to time. hahaha… what?  Don’t tell me you haven’t thought of that?

m excited about the cold christmas, hahahaha rebusura.

julzboy

Even the best fall down sometimesEven the wrong words seem to rhymeOut of the doubt that fills my mindI somehow find, you and I collide

Collide; Howie Day  

… from the confines of my twisted mind. It
just conjured such illogical rationalizations. And so blindly I write what
useless thoughts it comes up with… and I just hope I don’t regret any of it
later on. haha

November 19, 6:50pm

Random Rubbish

1) Ack! One of my professors happens to be a Godfather of mine! aargh… What have I gotten myself into? Now
I’m really going to have to study for that class. I can only imagine what he’ll
tell my dad if I screw up his exams or my recitations. Geez… I’m starting to
hate Tax
already :(. I’m looking for something to SPIT at. hehe… *ewww* gross…
income. Basura.

2) I’m loving my exercise routine… but I’m loving food more. hehe… Man, two
things I can’t say "no" to. Icecream
and Popcorn. *drools*. Ok fine, those are
just two of the many things I can’t say "no" to.

3) By now, everybody knows that Pacquiao won over Morales. It’s a good thing I watched
the live telecast at Megamall. It’s REALLY irritating how some people take joy in telling you who
won even without being asked to. Eh what
if I wasn’t able to watch it live? We should pass a law that punishes spoilers! Nullum
Crimen nulla poena sine lege. I didn’t bother with the spelling. But you get my drift

4) Where do girls shop for their clothes in Manila?!? Ang hirap maging driver/tour guide
ng balikbayan. Fine it doesn’t hurt that they’re such Eyecandies But I’ve
never been a fan of local actresses though, so lookalikes don’t impress me much (Shania Twaine, izzatchue?).  (unless of course we’re talking about Toni Gonzaga haha)

5) No seriously, I need help. Where do the "sosyal" ladies do their
shopping? Shangri-la, Rockwell, Glorietta, Megamall and Greenbelt 3 are covered.  I’ve heard
from the richest lady in law school that Greenhills might even be better. Is
Tiendesitas alright? What about Market Market? Hmm… when you think about it,
the really goodlooking women could put on ANYTHING and they’d still look good. That why I
can’t understand why they have to be so choosy. Nakakainis. Sayang oras. haha
kidding.

6) I’m tired of law school. Should I quit already? (wow, smart. hehe)
7) Or maybe I’m just tired of… well, many things.  Period. :I 

Random Poetry…

Prejudgment

I
wrote you a letter.

But
it was a Mindset too late.

You
have decided, even before I started.

I
tried to read the convoluted scribbles in your mind.

But
even you weren’t sure of what was written in your head.

You
aren’t now and you never were;

But
you have decided based on intuition,

And
past reputations of undeserved claims.

You
let the scribes decipher and your leanings interpret.

With
their meandering comments, and ill-advised persuasions.

You
disregarded the intention that got lost along the way.

You
left me with nothing but images of you,

Smiling
innocently in your practiced ways.

It
is not the fault of the uninformed nor can I blame the bearer.

It
is the closed-casket minds that led to my predicament.

My
wandering soul is lost once more.

To
try to win you… or to move on.

Ah,
but there really isn’t a choice, is there?

You
have decided, even before I started.

Sometimes,
along the way, I come across you.

I
think to myself that your eyes give you away.

That
you think of me, even as you lose that beautiful smile.

And
that all the What-ifs, may not be as sad, if, at all.

But
I have now woken up to the reality;

That
friendly words can be just as empty,

as
the dreams I try to cling  on to.

But
though stubborn, I admit to be,

I
too, have finally learned from all this.

With
that Your Honor, I rest my case.

The
decision was always up to you.

9⁾ Oh, this
spot isn’t for me.  

End.

Jul.z^bo.y

PS: And so another chapter is ending.

I’m not feeling so witty all of a sudden.

It’s a good thing Manny won or else I’d really be down in
the dumps (basurahan area… where it’s cozy) hehe.

Doesn’t a copyright vest from
creation? Well, I’m not allowing anyone to lift/copy/print anything from my
blogs. As if may gagawa talaga nun… hahaha Assuming