JULZBOY

12:18 pm November 8, 2006

      First things first. Friends, Acquaintances, Family,
Crush and Crushees (hehehe):
Please send me a text message at my original
globe number and let me know who you are. I lost ALL my contacts,
including the most important one.s.

I’m still using the SAME number.

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        The title says it all… and unfortunately
it’s my 5th CP (not "MY SIXTH", as at least two of my blockmates are fond of saying.)
I’m not proud of that. I just want to post it here so that I’d be embarrassed
enough NOT to be as negligent as I’ve been.  What’s irritating about this
situation is that I Have been careful with my things. I haven’t lost anything
important in the last 2 years. Now this?! Come on… Be depressed with me
            
          I spent part of my last few days of my
sembreak in Cebu. Had I known that I’d lose my celphone there, eh di dapat
hindi na ako pumunta!. Duh? :)  ha-ha

        But I really enjoyed my trip to Cebu. I went
with my siblings (luis "Skaterboy" and camille "i’m
not spoiled") and two cousins (Jop "Azta-King for the boys" and Triggy "the
triggerman") and stayed at the building
of Michelle’s ("Kill to Win") tita.  And I didn’t know so many law students come
from Cebu. We hung out with some sophomores and even some upperbatch people Uhh, when I say upperbatch, I’m referring to guys who’ve graduated already.
Perils of being a senior.

        I loved the food. haha, no fastfoods though..
just plain old yummy cooked baboy. Anyone out there who hasn’t tried Lechon
Cebu? Seriously, I think I only missed ONE meal there where I didn’t eat Lechon. One. There was
even one time when just 20+ of us ate two whole mini-lechons (good for 30 each
hehe). And to think there were so many other choices to pick from. All
the clams, fish, kilawin, crustaceans, dolphins, Butandings and
Pawikans you can eat :) 

        Relax, biro lang yung last three. Maybe
>;c)

        Pero nakakahinayang naman ung 2 weeks na pag work out ko. i lost 8 pounds sa personal-awareness program ko… only to gain 4 back in 3 days? Basura. hehe

        Oh have I mentioned that I went scubadiving for the
first time?  Yeah, I went 400 ft below the sea! I know how Ariel feels. Oh
wait, it’s 40 feet. Okay, Okay, 35 feet. But still, that’s Five Shaquille
O’neals on top of each other. It’s like one
of Pablo Neruda’s poems… deeeep
      
        I’ve always been a pretty strong swimmer, but
I had to fight the initial surge of panic when I went lower than 15 ft. My
instincts were going against what common sense dictates. I struggled with the
concept of breathing through my "snorkel" at that depth. I mean, imagine
doing that with a real snorkel. You’d know
how Hugh Jackman’s "double" felt like in Prestige. Yep, you drown! haha So that was my basic dilemma. I
kept holding my breath and I kept looking back to where we started from. Only
my pride prevented me from going to the surface. But once I got the hang of it,
I swum like a pro. Ha, sometimes, my pride does something to validate its
existence. I wish the same goes for persistence. Whateeeverrr…

        One scary moment occurred though when two
speedboats rushed past 20 feet above our heads. Hello,
ang laki laki ng ocean, dadaanan mo pa ulo ko.
Sayang brain ko… maliit na nga lang e. But I was really mesmerized by the
wake they left. From 20 feet below, it looked like there was this huge gash on
my forcefield (by this, I mean that the undulating waves as seen from below the
surface looked like the ebbing of electric currents). AMAZING. At thirty feet,
I already knew how Shokoys felt as I could imagine growing fins and having webs
on my feet. Get it?

        GANDA talaga ng experience ko sa cebu. I’ve
the best group of cousins in the world. Wish Mike "the killer" was
able to go with us though. oh well… can’t have it all

        Damn it, I still miss my cellphone… pano na
yung mga messages, pictures and videos

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       I just finished enrolling myself in my last semester
in law school. I’m actually about to graduate. During the sembreak, I thought
back to the many times I questioned why I was in law school and whether I’d be
able to finish what I started. I never really thought of quitting but I
questioned my motives as to why I was doing what I’m doing. I never really was
the diligent or OC type of person, But I
ALWAYS stepped up when it counted.
uhh, in law sch matters ko lang ata kaya hehe.
       Anyway, I was just wondering if lawyering is all
that it’s hyped up to be. I mean I’ve always wanted to become a lawyer… but
I’m also inclined not to practice in the traditional sense. I want to go into
business. "Businesseses" as some loser blockmates of mine would say
(hehehe). Yet I also want to become a GREAT lawyer. But what do they do? How to
become one of them. I suppose I’ll just wake up one day and say that I’ve made
it. I hope it just appears as clear to me as I imagine it to be.

        Pressure… everyone (well, most) thinks of
lawyers as Big time. But how come I’m not
overly impressed with most of the people in Malcolm? Honestly, I look at the people in law as average lang.
Or is it because we all do the same things and only very few do it
extraordinarily well?  Man, I shouldn’t second guess my profession. Not on
my last sem.

      Well this sembreak brought me back to my feet. My
"stock" isn’t as close to ZERO as I thought it was.
       And I now know my priorities.
      Which is to say. Parehas
pa rin. haha

      Nothing changed
from last sem. walang kadala-dala… At least I’m consistent.

      oh well.

PS: oh, but I do have a new laptop (HP DV6135 nr) here’s the site address
http://www.bestbuy.com/site/olspage.jsp?skuId=8045215&st=HP+Pavilion+DV5220&lp=3&type=product&cp=1&id=1158317339179

Now I just have to find a way to learn my
way around it.
Where’re the computer geeks when you need em
(ayun, over na daw sa mahal nila)   
buti ka pa :)    
  hahahahaha

      
It’s been a while since I last wrote an entry in this blogspot of mine. It’s
not that I don’t have anything worth writing about. It’s more because I’ve
gotten tired of writing about the same mundane things happening in my life. You
know, typical basura stuff :). Of course, it didn’t help that the month of
October is usually reserved for pretend studying leading to the exams.

But it’s all over. I’m on my
Sem-Break. And really I’ve so many things to say…

First and foremost though…

Luis Sixtus
Angeles Esquivias just passed the CPA Board
exams. We now have another Certified Public Accountant in the family
(after our dad). After barely seeing him for the past 5 months, I became
worried that he might have over-studied and burned himself out and flunked in
the process. (Galing ko no?… I’m laying the foundation for my slacking off a
few months from now for my seclusion for the BAR hehe). But then I thought, my
boy is a genius. There’s no way he’d flunk the test. Thank God malakas tsamba
niya haha

I remember
having a conversation with him back when we were both in gradeschool (I think
it involved our cuzz "Jop B.A.A.-Boy"). We talked about how we would earn our first
million by the time we were 25 and how we will own half of the Philippines by
the time we’re 40. Now, I don’t remember whether we pegged it at MY age or his,
but since only the latter’s possible at this point… I’d have to assume we were
talking about HIS
quarter of a century

       At least he’s going to be
able to earn his first REAL paycheck soon (I don’t think his 2-month internship
should count). All this while I languish in the jail cells of Malcolm hall for
four more months. Come to think of it, my "little" (big: he’s 5’10)
brother will finally earn his keep. I’ll have to start asking him for allowance
haha.

Seriously
though, I’m really proud of him. He worked so hard for his degree and now he
can finally say that he’s a Certified Public Accountant. But more than that, he
graduated cum laude in UP BAA. I think that’s one of the toughest courses in the whole
of UP and I only have the highest of respect for those who graduated from that
course :). I mean, it’s the prospective employers who try to court them, and not the other
way around. I guess that’s why so many multinational corporations have been
calling our house for the past 10 months now. Either that or maraming may crush
sakin and they just pretend to look for him when I answer the phone. *sigh* Me
and my backward (back yard) dreams **grinz**

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 It has only been 6
days, but I kinda miss school already. Well, not school-SCHOOL… but rather the
things you do with your friends, the people you see, the people you ignore, and
the people who ignore you. Hmm, especially those. Haha. It makes those times
that you do talk all the more memorable. Lemme see… pano katagal na ba ko hindi
pinapansin ni Ma’am Chit… I better be careful. Ka-friendster ko pa naman anak niya… hahaha just
kidding _ _ _ _ _ _ (if you’re reading this, walang sumbungan kay mommy)

        Oh well, at least I’ve been keeping myself busy. Lemme
see, I’ve been to Tagaytay with my blockmates already and we ate at Sonya’s Garden
(Man, P600 just to eat grass, weird nuts and squishy fruits… to be washed down with “dalandan” juice that tastes like apple cider? Nadamay pa ko..
tssssss hehehe).

I have also started my long, long, looong
overdue “personal-awareness program” (i.e. dieting haha). In short, I’ve started to starve myself.
After hearing a comment such as “nawawala mga pandesal sa tyan mo a? Isang
malaking dough na lang”, who WOULDN’T?!? You know who you are. Buti nasa Cebu
ka na. Hehe… Kidding aside, I think I’ve finally found my rhythm. I jog at least 2.25km
every morning then play basketball,
badminton or lift weights in the afternoon. My target: To at least look
presentable on my graduation day.

Somebody tell the Dean that I can’t afford to
be delayed . Mashado akong ma-pride. Not to mention na ang press-release ko sa
mga tao e, magaling ako. Hmm… it’s not my fault =), I thought the grading
system in UP resembled that of Ateneo. Ya’ know, Four (4) being the highest?
Yun kasi sabi ng bespren kong Arabo. Puro daw kasi ganun nakukuha niya.

Haha

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It’s official. The Logbook of C-2007 is really lost.
=)

        Nakatawa lang ako pero naiinis talaga ko. hehe. We put
ALL our block secrets in that innocent looking green logbook. We bashed
professors, mocked non-writing blockmates and select batchmates, drew the faces
of various weird-looking people in law sch (yep, including ourselves) and wrote
the crushes/crushees and all those “m’al mo?” people. Imagine the goldmine
worth of blackmail, the finder would have over us. tsssssssssssss… I will miss the "quotable quotes portion".

             Balik mo na!! ……………….. please? =) dun naman number ko and ni xtian dior e.  

      Kung hindi man… Ok lang. I’ve nothing to hide anyway (or anymore). Definition
of constant-public-humiliation? One word. Julius. Hehehe. Waive ko na yun. =)

            It was my first time to go on a “gimik” last night since
I went to “Twilight”. Aba, 3 months din yun a. I went to Embassy with some friends
who smuggled me in through the “guest list”. Ladies and gentlemen, meet “Mr.
John Co”. I don’t know who you are dude… but thanks for NOT going last night. I wonder how I was able to pass as Chinese.

           No more baon during sembreak! =( Awwwww…. But hey, if you
guys really think I’ve been living off my baon all these years, think
again. I only say that so I don’t have to treat anyone. (devilish grin). Yes, I
do save. But lately, my so-called “investments” and “stock-trading” have been
paying off. My “girlfriend-fund” for a non-existent (YET ha?… I’m still hoping to
meet the “mythical” beautiful-woman-who-is-unaware-that-she’s-beautiful)
Girlfriend is creeping to the point where I can spend a little more freely again.

On myself, of course…

To buy new a laptop.

Gifts to myself are always
appreciated by the recipient.

I really can’t wait for school to start. Nakakainis no?
Ako rin naiinis sa sarili ko minsan =)
Wala kasi akong kadala-dala. hehehe

Julzboy
8:32 October 26, 2006

PS:
Have a great vacation guys.
To my non-law sch friends: wag mainggit. Last ko na rin to =)

(but i’d sure like to hear from you guys, one way or another! )

… And I don’t
want to leave UP yet.

        It is October 1, 2006. The "Bar month" as September is otherwise known, is over
and to senior law students (or at least to those who assume they will pass
their senior year), this marks the time when the weight of expectations and the
burden of preparation are passed on to us. In about 47 weeks, it will be our
turn to take the Bar exams.
      
       Hopefully that will be our only take.

       (may kakilala ako na sobra kerby na hindi sha
papasa hehehe… Boy re-take)

       In five months, I will be graduating from the
UP College of Law. Wow, four years in this esteemed institution. Has it really
been that long? It seems like it was only yesterday that I entered UP as an
extraordinarily confident and self-righteous 21 yr old fresh graduate of the
THAT other school along Katipunan. But looking at my birth certificate and some
very embarrassing birthday pictures reminds me that I’m no longer 21. It’s been
four years indeed. Do the math… I’m 25 and I’m about to become a graduate of
the University of the Philippines Law School.

Goosebumps.

Can I rant though? Or at least brainlessly
wander from topic to topic as I am wont to do anyway?

        For starters, I really
am excited about the prospect of graduating… life in law school can sometimes be suffocating.

        I was in Gr. 3 when I
first realized that I wanted to become a lawyer. I started to read Perry Mason novels
and had become enamored by the fact that he just NEVER lost a case against
Hamilton Burger (I don’t really remember the name but it sounded a lot like
this… do lemme know if I screwed that up, I was hungry all the time hehe). Come to think of it, I also remember my dad bragging about not having lost a single case for or against the BIR. It was only years later that I realized that he just refused the cases he couldn’t win. haha… Some hero of mine
    

              Perry Mason was my consummate idol. Maybe that’s
because I was really competitive growing up. I used to admire people who never
lost.  I wanted to be the fastest to solve the math problems given by the
teachers. I wanted to be the first to memorize the multiplication table. I
wanted to be the best at writing descriptive and narrative paragraphs. I even wanted to erase the blackboard the fastest (Potpot-asthma tuloy tawag sakin sa bahay). I didn’t
always have my way in school, but I always remained near or among the top of my class. What I do remember for sure though, is that I was always the fastest to copy what the
teachers wrote on the board. Now, everyone knows why I  have the ugliest of
handwritings. Thank God for comfooters.

                My handwriting is so bad that 5 professors (in law
school alone) and two parents (lame attempt to be funny) have talked to me about
this. Even the OLA secretaries/clerks (gay or otherwise) have talked to me
about my handwriting. (Although one of my favorite professors/OLA director has
a WORSE sulat-kamay than mine! I am not kidding). Ha-ha. So maybe it wouldn’t
be such a bad idea if I started my review, by practicing my letter writing.
Wahehehe. Pathetic.

               Ack… I almost forgot about the problem of
Barops. YUCK… I will statistically be among the list of
"unaffiliated" students which WILL NOT have PA’s or do-it-all lackeys
to buy food or to deliver tips for them. Normally, the members of the
"Four Horsemen" would suffice to carry the team through any problem
(be it love, na-basted, under sa gf, cry-fests, bitter moods or what-not). But
this is Bar-topping we’re talking about. We’re all competitive in a way. (haha
bar-topping… isang malaking JOKE).
      
               So Jon’s a Portion. Christian has his
fraternity. Remir (and his jacket fetish) is a wannabe Men-law-er. And Emer
is… well… he’s in love. As always.  So I’m freaking alone in this.
Irritating. Ok lang. I can manage without help. Ako pa? Eh sobrang galing ko. I
don’t need anyone to assist me.  I am my own island.

               WAIT… I’m lying again. Kanina pa ako
nagpaparinig. Is there ANYONE out there who can at least promise to bring the
LSG tips to my room? Umm……………… please?

               Jop Esquivias, my so-called best-cuzz, my beloved cousin
who is busy with his AZTA Beauty Salon (dingdong) business located at Metrowalk,
Robinson’s Metroeast and Katipunan (tsss, nag plug pa ako, hindi rin naman niya
ako i-b-bar ops hahaha) took a really bad time to take one year off… He should be in 3rd year law sch by now.

              Is it too late to suck up to (or appeal to the good graces of) the sophomores? I mean traditionally, the Juniors carry the brunt of the work in Barops so I’m already assuming this Sophomore batch will succeed the current batch of Juniors.  Lemme
see… I know maybe 2 people from 2A. Around 5 people from 2B. 10 people from 2C and
around 8 people from 2D. That’s 25 people who I’m hoping will be nice enough to
consider me in their prayers… if not for manpower duties.

              Approximately 25
people I can blame if I don’t top the bar.

              25 people whom I have to be nice to,
for one whole year.

              25 people whom I have to give Christmas presents to. tssssssssssssssssss

              Damn it, my “girlfriend fund” is almost used up.
              And
I don’t even have a girlfriend.

              Sigh… Welcome to my world :)    haha

1:03 Sunday October 1, 2006

PS: As always, I’m just kidding around with a lot of the
things written in my Blog. Please don’t take me too seriously. Hmm, come to
think of it. No one does anyway. Haha… Enjoy the exam weeks ahead of you. I
certainly WILL… not.

        I went home from the bar operations at around 6:30 am. After having my breakfast, i realized that my parents were dressed to go somewhere. No, that’s not accurate. My mom was in a casual-japorms outfit while my dad was in his USUAL jologs Pambahay tshirt-Shorts with black belt-white rubber shoes ensemble. It turned out that they were going to 168 Mall of Asia.

        Not having any type of sleep since 8am of Saturday (and i slept at 2am saturday morning "studying"/making my digest for Banking and Finance a), i thought of skipping  this mini-outing of theirs. But they said they were taking the LRT and a Jeepney ride to Divisoria.
       I thought to myself.

OH. MY. GOD.  This, I HAVE to see.

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Short background:
       My parents weren’t born into the lifestyle they enjoy now. Though I think they exaggerate the type of "depravity" their individual families experienced when they were young, I do believe them when they say that they weren’t born rich. Far, far from it.

  I even remember living in a one-room pseudo-apartment in a small compound which housed other pseudo-apartments with all TEN (10) of my father’s siblings. This doesn’t even include the small rooms reserved for the cousins of my lolo and lola. You can just imagine the number of people who lived within the cramped confines of that compound. 114 Roosevelt Avenue Quezon City. Quite near Patranco for Jeep riders My parents like to joke about how we lived like squa.. err.. informal settlers (SQ-H2Os hehe) before. But man, I suppose that’s the reason why I’m so close to all my cousins (well, at least the first 15 or so hehe). I suddenly miss those "Rolly-Polly-Porky" days.
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SEE, i got sidetracked nanaman. As i was saying…

       As fate would have it, good fortune smiled on the career paths of my parents. (But not if you ask my dad, magaling lang daw talaga mag-invest mama ko sa magiging asawa. Mejo makapal ata muka ng papa ko. hehehehe).
       Basic Point?? I have NEVER seen my mom ride any mode of public transportation before. Not once. Well at least, not that I remember. PFFT =P… mahina nga pala memory ko hehe. And today. September 10, 2006,  I saw her ride two!  haha.  Though  the LRT to 168 shouldn’t really count since it’s a "nice" ride. Plus, it’s my first time to ride it too so I shouldn’t take it against my mom.
       
        I cannot overemphasize how CUTE my mom looked riding the jeep. I asked her when her last jeepney ride was. She answered that it was sometime in 1986 or 87. 20 years… I can’t imagine how she probably looked riding them everyday as a student or even as a young professional.

        She must have attracted quite a number of guys. Though I’m assuming a lot of them had been turned off by her disposition. SOBRANG TARAY daw niya sa mga nagpapa-cute sa kanya. haha. Ang kapal talaga ng papa ko. If I wasn’t such a carbon copy of him, I would have said my mom looked way better than my dad. Bakit pa kasi hindi ko na lang namana looks ng mama ko. May girlfriend na siguro ako by now. hahahaha

        On "secAnd thought",  he got my mom. Magaling pala talaga si "Papa Sito" (Madami akong kahati sa tawag na yan. All my cousins call my parents Papa Sito and Mama Cora. All 30+ of us. And I’m the eldest of the whole brood. *sigh* The burden of the future patriarch. hahaha I’m just kidding. Kanya-kanya na lang para walang pressure hehe)

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         One of my "best" friends is going to have a boyfriend soon. She either doesn’t know it yet, or she simply refuses to acknowledge such issues. But the signs are there. The best evidence of which is that they’ve held hands already (once? twice? doesn’t matter). Plus the nicknames she has unwittingly acquiesced to being called is quite ummm… wazza word… baby-ish to me hehe…

        But I’ve met the dude. Not bad. Medyo maangas. Mayabang dating. Trying hard maging funny. He’s supposedly smart and not bad-looking at all. (come to think of it, this description kinda reminds me of someone…hehe). So getting to know him has its pluses. One gets to see the real person behind all the bad rep. (Sorry, ang lalim ng pinaghuhugutan ko nito.. sobra. haha) But what i like most about this guy is that his mere presence dispells the stupid notion (once and for all) that I’m into building fences (for those who don’t get this, that’s ok, medyo inside JOKE talaga to).

        So whatever happened to the bakod-theory huh? 
        It met superman, that’s what. Albeit a much smaller version. haha :c) Besides, what about the presumption of goodfaith?  And assuming without admitting this theory, I’d still be considered a Builder in Good Faith. Check your Property Law. This is indisputable. "Basahin niyo batas niyo".
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        Speaking of good faith presumptions. I’ve finally had occasion to talk to a friend recently. Well, sort of friend. The designation isn’t important really. Or if it is, it escapes me. Or I’m playing dumb again. Or maybe I just am. hehe.

        But we’re good. We’re fine. Things are clear now for my friend. Pseudo-friend. Whatever :). Even if things aren’t as clear to me, I said that they were.  Kung san sha masaya, I’m good with that. We’re friends. No more ilangan.

       This is the first time I’m traversing a one way street. Most likely the last time. Well, I certainly hope so. haha. sheesh, it’s not even that funny.
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        Hmm, i also got to talk to an ex-girlfriend of mine last Friday. That was the first real talk we’ve had in the past 8 months. It wasn’t as uncomfortable as I thought it’d be. I wish I had gotten to talk to her much earlier than this. But one of the funnier things that came up was when I asked her if she remembered whether or not I courted her. Natawa sha. She said she didn’t remember having a formal courtship.
        But I remember now. Na bad trip ako when I found out that she still had a boyfriend during the first stages of our getting to know one another. When I confronted her about it, she said she thought I was just trying to be her friend and that she couldn’t tell me about her boyfriend coz she couldn’t assume i was courting her.
      
*cough cough* : Somehow, that struck me. Deja vu. Funny how things have a tendency to repeat themselves.
        May precedent pala. Quite unfortunate how my "case-law recall" sucks bigtime. Really irritating.
        Whatever happened to the saying "some things are better left unsaid?" haha.. joke lang..

        Anyway, Kristine "Feeling" Chua and I are fine. We’re also good. We’re friends (really!). And she’s really not the "feeling" type (sobrang good girl sha). I just put it there so her initials would spell.. *ta-daaaannn*.. K.F.C. What a coincidence. haha

        But She’s not "KFC". Actually, there really isn’t a "KFC" person. It’s just a concept. A perfect concept, I had come up with back in highschool when I was listing down the traits I like in a woman. So if someway, somehow, I come across my "her", then great. If such a situation comes, then I shouldn’t be faulted for TRYING to win this person over.
        Yes, even if she’s pining for someone else…
       
       Sometimes I wonder what would happen if circumstances were a little different. But those are just make-believe scenarios. And I shouldn’t dwell too much on What-ifs.
      
       I am of Spanish-Filipino roots and I was born right here in MetroManila.

        I’m not going to wish I was of a different race. And I’m not going to wish my grandparents hadn’t moved from our province.
       
       I like who I am. What I am.

       I’ll live with the consequences. I’ve no other choice, but to.

September 10, Sunday.

PS: Guys, one friend of mine sent me the
lyrics of “Sitting, Waiting, Wishing” by Jack Johnson.
Evil person yung nagsend sakin nun. Parang nananadya… For once, hindi si Remir yun. I’m starting to need Alaxan again. hehe

        It’s been two weeks since I last logged onto Friendster. I
must say I missed playing around with my profiles, my pictures and my blog in
particular. I suppose for a non-techie like myself, being able to do something
worthwhile with a computer is an achievement in itself. And so I’m back to
writing with my hunt and peck system that my pathetic Ateneo computer education
failed to correct. At least I can type more than one word per second. A A A A A A A.
See, I did that in two. :-)

       Last
night was the pre-bar operations of the UP College of Law. It was held at the
Sheraton Plaza Hotel somewhere in Manila (or is that in Makati? San na kasi
yung trusted navigator ko?). Basically, we ran errands for the barristers who
needed all the love and affection that their brods-sisses-orgmates-friends or
lovers could provide them to calm their nerves. There was this scene where I
bought one small pack of Chippy for a barrister and it went like this:

 Female
Barrister: “Hi, how much?” (take note, she tilted her head a)

  Julz:
I couldn’t resist, I shook my head a little from side to side and asked “Sorry?”

        I’ve
never met the person before (or “hindi ko lang talaga sha maaalala”) pero
nagtawanan kami after that. I don’t know what her reason is, but I have mine.
       
        We were also
tasked to handle the photocopying and the distribution of the “insider-tips”
for the barristers so that they’d have something to cram when they wake up in
the morning. It’s funny; one guy was even tasked to read the tips to a
barrister. I guess some people just needed to have someone to blame in case
they fail. Haha… I’m just kidding. I hope UP passes all our takers!!!
I shouldn’t joke about such matters. After all, I was feeling really nervous
kanina. In a way, I was feeling kerby vicariously already. NOT a good feeling.

        There
was so much food at the hotel. I personally helped smuggle loads of chicken and
gravy (and salad too hehe) in through my duffel bag. I suppose that should
account for how my clothes smelled even after I took showers throughout the
night. Kenny Rogers never smelled that badly before (hahahaha think what you
want, eh sa mabaho talaga yung chicken). I tried crab, salmon, pasta, ice
cream, chicken, beef and different types of junk food all night. Saraaaaaap…
Maybe that should account for my upset stomach. It was my first time to watch House (Dr. House? whatever.) too. Interesting. Psycho-doctors and medical mumbo jumbo interest me. Dun kasi, WALA talaga akong alam. Hmm, popcorn na lang kulang and i would have stayed in their room all night haha.

        Oh,
and I had my own room at the hotel! Haha. Actually, I only had my own bed. Mr.
Emerson Banez (He, of the “Reasonable Man”-boyfriend standard, acclaim) and Ms.
Polka “mean boxer mobster” Gan shared the room with me. Which reminds me, Polka
went home at around 7am without even saying goodbye (fell asleep kasi around 5+). Maybe it’s coz I slept on
her bed instead of sharing one with Emer. Harmless naman ako a? haha. Nah, I
fell asleep waiting for the Send off. Sorry
Too bad, I wanted to wish everyone the best!

        Zang
Ziyi was at the hotel pala. OR should I say, Atty. Ziyi Zang. She was with her
beau “Mr. Redbull”. Dang, now that’s what I call a powerful couple.

          I just finished watching this Japanese cartoon which
Christian lent me 3 weeks ago. If you listen carefully, the names of the main
characters would sound something like “Brandong Hito”, “Bab pandomak”, “Big
Dodi”. If you ask me, they’re not exactly English, much less Japanese-sounding
names. You could swear you’ve heard them in some of Lito Lapid’s movies.
Sumakit ulo ko sa kaka-watashiwa whatever ng mga characters. If not for the
English subtitles, uminit na siguro ulo ko My portable player’s
fastforward had never been this overused before
Just kidding. The
series is ok since I like violent movies in general. I just wonder sometimes what
Christian and other addicts like him think about when watching things like those. Now if
it were Transformers or Dragonball, I’d have understood. Kasi na-addict din ako dun.. pati Dinoriders.. and Dinosaucers. Was a freak as a kid. I memorized a lot of dinosaur names. As in a LOT!

    I’m getting distracted… and i’m getting listless.       
    Something’s stuck in my head and I just got to thinking…

        Remember how we were
all young once and we had this concept that we want to live a fairytale life (Think back to highschool)?
It’s funny how reality often doesn’t equate to what we want to happen. But we
deal with it. The best we can

        We can only hope that we get lucky along the way
even as we strive our best to attain our goals. I think it’s the same with
human (interpersonal, how else haha) relationships. 

Things will not always work out the way you want
them to.

But it’s a matter of intention too.

Sometimes, being in good faith is all that matters.

Let’s leave the matter of interpretation for other
people.

Smile everyone, this is just my opinion.=)

September 3, 2006 Sunday
11:07pm
 

       6:56 am August 13, 2006 (or July 44… whatever suits you)… Wala pa akong tulog and it’s SUNDAY am na hehehe. It’s a good thing i went back and studied at the library kanina/kahapon. May natutunan pa ako kahit konti I don’t know why I’ve been having difficulty sleeping lately
       

Kentucky Fried Chiken!

        When it comes to "fastfood", I’ve always rather had a quite discerning taste (ironic for real food lovers, i know… but they are not my target audience as my intellectual(?) slash, limited readers are going to find out in a while). I suppose I could have just said "I’m picky with food". But I wouldn’t have been totally honest. And so I’m stuck with "discerning"… and hope to God my 10-yr-old Thesaurus is up-to-date.

     Anyway, my English teacher in Highschool probably got it right when she said, "Julius, you just have to have a way with words no?" I didn’t understand it then. But I’m starting to realize what she was hinting at. Verbosity aside, I may have to admit that it is with (written) words that I am most comfortable with expressing (and hiding) myself.

          And so with words, I embark on a tell-all tale with my quest to find (actually, acquaint myself to) the best fastfood place in my Universe (the "benevolence of the Universe" comment still makes me smile/laugh out loud when i think about it, Rebus).
         I’ve always looked to see what’s best for me. My taste buds and in LARGE part, my tummy (hehe), can vouch for that. But as to why I’ve never had the opportunity to settle on one joint as being my pinaka-favorite-est, my cousins/brother/friends/amuyongs (tama ba yung tagalog term ko) have come up with interesting but not entirely accurate reasons for this:
   
    1)    I’ve been said to have commitment-issues
    2)     The thought of merely "settling" for one, is enough to unnerve me
    3)    It’s just been there all along, but for some reason, I’ve been blind (ie. prevented) from seeing and knowing its tremendous attractive appeal ("repetitive-redundancy" be damned haha)
    4)     I’ve never really had the courage to step up and admit it.
    5)    It’s premature (ie. too soon) to speculate on such matters.

        So why KFC all of a sudden?
        It started as a passing fancy. Literally. I see it almost everyday. I pass by it in the major thoroughfares that i traverse to and from (not in) school.I suppose that in a way, I took it for granted that it’s just going to be there forever. Something to admire, but never really something to engage active interest in (busy sa sariling buhay tapos wala pang "subtle way" diba?-diba-diba-diBADING) ( Back in college kasi, hindi ako mahilig sa fried chicken since I was so much into Chinese cuisine before). Again, I digress (parang recit sa PIL kay Prof. Roque noon pag wala talagang nabasa. Pambihira. hehehhe)
    
      My friends casually asked one time why KFC couldn’t be the object of my passion for food. Nandyan naman daw (accessible roads), maganda (both inside and outside the building), available (very affordable prices ng meals), malinis (obviously) and mabango (really? smells like chicken to me) haha. Of course, i jokingly answered that  one of them (Big J), already had a stake in it since KFC had been his favorite place for the past 3 years. (haha ngayon estopped na sha kasi may bago na shang favorite restaurant).

       Enter julzboy.
        And so about a month ago, I came across it again while i was on one of my pakalat-kalat-sa-"katipunan" drive-a-thons. It was newly renovated (or so it seemed to me). At that point in time, it seemed that I was seeing it for the first time… again (Can you believe my sentence construction? But since you’re reading this… waive mo na yun haha). When I really got down and thought about it, KFC had the best-looking (read: MOST BEAUTIFUL (far second lang yung BarbieQhan sa other side ng katips)) facade in the whole of katipunan; bar none (hmm, my all-time favorite chocolate… which was phased out! dam-namit). I was struck for a second… (actually 5 whole minutes akong nakapark sa tapat). It was the "model" franchise, as far as I was (am) concerned.

     Ok, so i can be superficial sometimes (fine, more than a few sometimes haha). What I’m proud of is the fact that I tried to re-acquaint myself with that establishment. I immersed (still immersing) myself in its culture and I’ve been trying different (good faith) strategies to be able to absorb the real KFC ambience. IBA talaga ang KFC… pero di nila alam yun e. Generally (colonel pala.. get it? nagiging "British" na humor ko) nice ang staff nito. They have the most accomodating (something to do with nego haha) sMiles. Plus, I’ve heard from many people who’ve acquainted themselves to the KFC phenomona that "Colonel Sanders" is a genuinely good person. As in super daw. With that given, napaisip tuloy ako kung bakit sa akin lang ata mataray staff nila. Crushed ego and pride underfoot, I have since waived both.
         Why?
        Ika nga ni Shei Tizon (ms. 100% sa Remlaw quiz), MAPANGIT kasi ako. hahahahaha unfortunately, nakasulat na tlga sa logbook un and I’m forever immortalized sa logbook Cra Reports (SECTION C Reports Annotated and ibig sabihin ng CRA) namin.

Naliligaw (hindi nanliligaw a) nanaman ako. Back to the chicken topic…

      Let’s get to the gravy (bonus na lang).
            1) They religiously maintain their status as the best (chickenhouse)
            2) Galing mag english ng mga models sa commercial dialogues
            3) Matalino yung nag-isip ng finger-lickin good concept.
            4) Sobrang Maganda mga commercial models nila.
            5) Ang humble ng approach to every customer.

     Seriously, one has to try and get the KFC experience. Hmm, on second thought, I’m selfish pala with food. For all the talk about Jolli-Bee happy, Max, McDonalds and Burger King, no single corporation can compare to KFC.
      With all the talk about KFC, it’s apparent that I will go to great lengths to promote its mass-appeal (maka-masa talaga ako hehe). 

      If only I’d been born a Corporation. Everyone would have called me Mister Donut

       It’s best we get that out of the way.

       It’s now 11:44pm, July 33 (almost 34). Ok, so my good friend refuses to recognize the month of "August", and I humor him just the same. Itago na lang natin sha sa pangalang "Remir". err.. oops? haha Ish k dude, i don’t think Kurafu’s aware that I blog (or whatever this tamad-writing that I do) =) Ganda ng girlfriend mo! (baka kasi basahin niya)  hahahaha Hindi ka puwede umangal. Waive mo na yun.

        It’s been 12 days since my birthday; 11 since my PARTY. And really, i had to put that in CAPS because it was that… what’s the word… umm, obnoxious (ok, ok, it wasn’t really that horrible haha).  But really, it shocked my sensibilities right down to my very conservative core (did i just say that without batting an eyelash?)
       
        MAGDALA BA NAMAN YUNG MGA (Girl!!!) BLOCKMATES KO NG "SEXY" DANCERS SA PARTY? They weren’t content to make them dance on stage or something. They made them dance next to, with and even ON me. Pambihira! For a second there, I thought my mom was going to have a heart attack. Sobrang kinerby ako nun…  Later on, she told me.. and i quote verbatim:
         
        "Ang close niyo pala ng mga blockmates mo"
       
         I stifled my urge to laugh and just let it go at that. Come on guys… you brought the girls, you bear with the consequences. Tingnan natin kung makatingin kayo ng diretcho kay mama hahahhaa  Oh, and word has gotten to me that some sophomores were able to get pictures and videos of the "dance number(S)". Let me put it this way. It’s simple really, pag may kumalat sa mga yan and hindi ako nakapag-Bar next year because of that, I’ll know where to find you, and you guys are dead hahaha I’m just kidding… I think.

        Last Saturday, July 30, I went to watch the Freshman night . I really went there for three reasons
        1) I had a very taxing tax exam scheduled from 2 to 5 (actually, it was Banking and Finance, pero mas cute sana kung tax talaga no?) and I thought that I might as well stick around and watch.
        2) Remir was hosting (along with Jayfan (?) and Oggs (?)). Now, I couldn’t miss that now, can i?
        3) =) (oo, gusto ko lang ngumiti hehe)

        Catwoman was awesome. Muka talagang babae. "Ahluver" hehe. i’m not sure why HE didn’t win Ms. Freshman though. I think it had something to do with the ticket voting. As for the presentations, i was really surprised at how well those guys/girls danced. As in seriously.

      For us seniors, we’re lucky if we could get 5 (willing and capable) boys to dance from our whole batch! With the freshies, they had their whole blocks perform. One class even had the complete Backstreet Boys ensemble (from AJ, to Nick, Howie D to that tall dude who never seems to sing anyway). The other class had Nsync down pat. They did this puppet-dance and the audience just went wild. But the show that topped all of em was the Barbie Doll presentation. Man, watzz her name? haha She probably has the second-most beautiful face in the whole of law sch. Pambihira.

       Oh, which reminds me. I have to thank Jon (criminal mind), Christian (boy sulyap) and Remir (ah luv er)for my hair and make up. i wonder kelan next night-ops? let’s invite more people to join our inuman (isang beer lang kaya ko).

        PLUG: Christian has his own inuman/karaoke joint called Altis sa may National Bookstore, near Q. Ave. It’s a great place to unwind and sing your shit away after exhausting and freaking terrible exams (eh di ba we all have those??). Parang mini-hooters sha. It’s clean, we’ve brought most of our female blockmates there already (although medyo sira na creds nila after what they did to me hehehe). Drop me a message/comment (text or otherwise), if you’re interested

Overheard JUNIOR Student 1: "Pare, bakit parang gumaganda mga blockmates natin? nung pagpasok natin from college, parang wala naman mashadong maganda a"
                   JUNIOR Student 2: "Pare, U.P. ka na nga! Bumaba na rin standards mo"

        i don’t happen to agree with this.. but it made me laugh nonetheless hahaha… actually, d ko sure if junior or senior (status) sila. But i know who they are.. and il take that one to the grave… lest they bring me there themselves hehe just kidding.
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RANT: Why do people have to say bad things about me? (YOU/they should know who you/they are). If you have something bad to say about me, say it to my face. I DON’T have a girlfriend/MU/"somebody close"/"binakuran". I normally don’t let things like these get to me. But if it borders on being malicious already, I have to put my foot down. Respeto naman. i mean, come on. Be mature about it… back off.
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        Anyway, I don’t want to end my entry on such a sour note. Ang layo sa personality ko… which is.. uhh… somewhere between X’s and Papi chulo’s.  haha Relax!.. Pambihira.

Someday i will find you.
            And when i do…
You’ll be worth all the heartaches I’d have gone through.
      —–oo—-oo—–                         
                                            relax! –>this is wat passing notes in Rem Law does to my head.

SIGH.. i really have to do something about these words/phrases namely:

kerby, pambihira, relax, ahluver, waive mo na yun, di-naman-eh, ma’l mo?, barbs, admonish, bakla, bigas, tocino and porkchop (ok fine, i just made up the last three.. those are words i have to incorporate in my next recitation. Otherwise, ako taya sa next "Latasia" lunch. Pambihira. AARGHHH. dam-namit, i’m stubborn.

Maybe i’ll have to write a new blog on "Purging Words from your limited vocabulary".

I’m just scared i’ll run out of things to say.

2:14am July 19, 2006

Every once in a while, I take the
time to pause and take stock of the things I have done, am doing and am about
to do. I do it by time frames; sometimes by 3-month intervals; at most, every
four years.
I’ll bore you with the latter.

Four years ago,
I couldn’t wait to get out of college. Back then, I had been studying in Ateneo
for almost 16 years, and had longed to get into law school (preferably Ateneo).
I was young, confident and had a beautiful girlfriend. Suffice it to say, I was
all set for law school. Four years later, I had none of the three (haha)

    Let us elaborate:

On aging…well

I no longer am
young. While shopping at Shangri-la last Sunday, I had this sudden feeling
that something was not right. You know the feeling when you’ve gone up to the
16th floor of a building, only to realize that you didn’t hear the
"toot-toot" sound of your car doors locking? Well, this is worse. At
first, I couldn’t put a finger on what seemed to be bothering me. it was only
when I looked over to my sister (who was then trying on her umpteenth pair of
Lacoste shoes), that it hit me. My sister is already a college student… and
I’m 7 years older than she is. My immaturity notwithstanding, it’s quite
intimidating to come to the realization that even great individuals (cough
cough) age.
            
          As recently as three years ago, I entered law school as a
fresh graduate from Ateneo. From top dog to bottomdweller in a span of three short
summer months; that indeed, was a bizarre experience. I called everyone Ates and Kuyas. I was such a jerk. I could tell they hated it. I did it nonetheless. I shouldn’t have been surprised that one year later (my sophomore year), a freshman brazenly asked "Po?" in reply to an innocuous question of mine. I didn’t talk to that person for two whole years. Now that I’m a senior, I don’t even look at the freshmen anymore. As far as I’m concerned, they’re bottomdwellers… and they talk too loudly near my spot at the 3rd floor lib.
            Actually, they remind me too much of how time flies by so fast. Damn them.

Confidence

I had always
thought of being a lawyer as a birthright. In H. Potter-speak, I was a
half-blood prince (my Papa is a lawyer, my mama is a muggle (bank
VP)) and could point to numerous relatives who were practicing law in different
fields. I had the lineage to back up my claim that lawyering was in my blood.
What I failed to consider was that they ALL came from Ateneo law school. I was
the first Esquivias (or any partial mix thereof) to go to UP.

I was also the
first to (initially) regret going there.

My experience in
my first few months was an absolute eye-opener for me. The sheer amount of
readings that I had to go through in my first semester alone was far greater
than the total readings I had to go through in my whole stay in college. Couple
this with the tyrannical way the professors "taught" their students,
and I can only wonder how I survived (up to now, my head is barely above the
water and I’m breathing through my ears). They did this in a manner called the
"Socratic method." For the uninitiated, this form of learning
involves a random shuffling of class cards by the professor. The unfortunate
student whose class card is "randomly" selected will then be grilled
as to what little he or she knows about a particular topic. Quite often there
really isn’t a correct way of answering queries by the Professor. There’s just
the wrong answer or the sit-down-mr.esquivias-you-did-not-study one, (that is,
a 5). In more ideal situations, the blockmates seated on either side of the person
reciting would be kind enough to "radyo" the correct answer to the
answer-er. In my case though, it didn’t (still doesn’t) happen all that much.
You see, my seatmates’ (Remir and Christian) idea of a joke was to get my case
digests WHILE I was reciting. I’ve learned to get even, of course. I’ve since
compiled a number of compromising pictures of both of them with our
barkada/blockmates. Like, I always tell
them, “Mahirap talaga pag under kayo ng mga misis niyo”. To which of course
they reply, “At least may misis, eh ikaw?”

I
pretty much shut up after that.

This leads me to
the topic of Girlfriends:

This
of course, is a misnomer. I am often accused of being involved with more women
than even I give myself credit for. With that in mind, I maintain my position
that for that to apply to me, that word should be separated. To wit, it should
thus read: “Girl Friends”.

Three more
things should be borne in mind by the reader. One, I’ve only had three
girlfriends. Two, I’ve never had a girlfriend from my block/s. This includes my
tenure in Ateneo. No, this is not a Bill Clinton denial (a la “I have never had
sexual relations with that woman”… I keep on forgetting why Monica L was
supposedly down on her knees). Three, I will never have a lawyer as a
girlfriend. Law "student" pwede pa. Hahaha just kidding.

On a more
serious note, I do think that getting into a relationship must be considered
carefully. It involves quite a number of pitfalls particularly the ones
involving the budget of personal time with the study workload. Being an OLA
(office of legal aid) slave is commanding enough and takes up most of my free
time as it is. That is why I can only look in wonder at how some of my best
friends/acquaintances in school make their relationship AND their studies work
out, without their grades suffering too much. I’m SERIOUS, I want to know how
YOU do it?

I suppose one of
the most Baduy quotes I’ve ever heard can sum up what really happens in such
partnerships…

I do have to
leave a caveat that I did NOT write this but have nonetheless found it cute.

“Kapag ang ‘love’, ipinararamdam,
natutuloy”

I’m
already pointing at Remir Halos Macatangay (4C) for coming up with that. I just
have the dumb sense to agree.

… well, probably even more than that, judging from the quality (or lack thereof) of this new one. hahaha.
it’s not really about someone i know/knew. it’s not even about the current state i’m in.
it’s just something that reflects my mood.
"liars go to hell?"

Stubborn

I fail to comprehend the intricacies of intimacy.
When I said I  didn’t have feelings for you, I hoped that was true.
It wasn’t… isn’t; and I didn’t know what to do.
You looked into my eyes, and they betrayed me to you.

To close a chapter is pervasive misery, drowning rational thoughts.
I find myself creating fantasies about what could have been;
stealing pitiful glances at what used to be;
unable to deal with the reality that actually is.

Maybe I just didn’t deserve you.
I broke your heart a number of times along the way.
Yet you held my hands and forgave me without reservations;
with the tears I refused to see, flowing down your beautiful face.

When I said goodbye, it was with a heavy heart.
Feet dragging, stalling; wanting to take back what was said.
Knowing fully well, that I wouldn’t.
Hoping sincerely that you’d make me do so.

I realize that I’m not strong enough to accept you, my friend, as a friend.
I’m just not like that.
But I did love you with all that I am because I didn’t know how else to.

I still do.

I don’t know why.
I suppose I’m just stubborn that way.

-julzboy 4/18.06 3:33am

4/08/06
By nature, i am a happy person. moody? suplado? corny? funny?  well, those words can describe me too, depending on my mood. right now. i’m just happy. i can’t pinpoint one particular reason for my being so. i suppose i just am.

i’ve received quite a number of messages asking me whether or not my status as being "in a domestic partnership" indicates that i am "off the market". haha. the answer is No. Not because i’m the type to play the field (i most certainly am not), but because i lost a bet and i had to indicate that i am in a domestic partnership (which i think basically just means a prolonged fling).

the object of the bet? i bet that no one actually reads blogs nor considers looking at the "status" of the people in their list. i lost by a large margin. i purposefully didn’t answer any of my friends’ queries regarding such status because otherwise, i would have had to pay an even stiffer penalty (honesty system haha). But basically, my mailbox was inundated with messages teasing me and asking me who the unlucky girl is. so there it is. wala pa.. rin. same old same old (baby pa kasi ako.. ndi pa ready hahahaha)

i’m now an incoming senior in the UP college of law. this  schoolyear, we will actually be handling REAL cases and will be going in front of real judges to litigate our clients’ interests (this is legal by the way; Rules of Court Rule 138-A). i can hardly verbalize the feeling of dread that creeps within me everytime i hear the word OLA (office of legal aid). i am NOT ready to act (and be) like a lawyer. i don’t know anything yet. KERBY na ako. man, kung daily recitations nga lang kerby na, yun pa kaya? hahaha

some reasons to be happy:
–just came from bicol and totally enjoyed my stay there with my cuzzins and blockmates (i also went to Gubat, Sorsogon. saw some Esquivias clans there haha… i got goosebumps when i read my name in the stores )
–i get to go on an extended vaction with my family this summer (kapamliya hehe)
–i have the best bunch of friends… B-boys and C-mates (select blockmates lang ako close.. but it’s not because of a lack of effort) and some other non-law sch friends which prevent me from going crazy.  Eagles Fortune hlky as well hehehehe

overheard in Donsol, Bicol:
Lady blockmate (gesticulating): we saw a whaleshark this big.
Psycho Sid: That’s nothing. I saw one as big as a bus!
Lady blockmate: No shit?!
Psyco Sid: Shit Yeah!!!!

Xtian walking away (muttering): yeah, whatever whatever.
–00–

haha i swear i have personal knowledge abt this