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July 23, 2009 Ang landi. "Love is useless unless it is shared with another. Indeed, no man is an island, and the cruelest act of a partner in marriage is to say "I could not have cared less." This is so because an ungiven self is an unfulfilled self." - Torres, Jr. J Chi Ming Choi vs. Court of Appeals
I think it's little (pun intended) treasures like these that make law school more appealing. betch @ 10:16 PM listening to white sky - chester french reading PERSONS CASES February 25, 2009 There goes my Sell My Kidney for an SR11 Backup Plan. I think the almost consecutive onslaught of diseases is karmic damage for Something Potentially Evil I Shall Do In The Future (or at least part of some evil plot to kill me or..*gasp!* not let me graduate this sem). Last Saturday I went home with a headache and fever, which eventually turned out to be cellulitis (read: CELLULITIS, completely unrelated to cellulite) caused by the heat and the jeepney/bus farts in Manila. My mom took me to a doctor, who suggested I get my blood tested to see if anything else is (medically) wrong with me. Apparently there is. He said there's abnormally high levels of creatinine in my blood, which means something's wrong with my kidneys, which means I can't ever rely on selling one of them for an SR11. On the bright side, I'm really enjoying the time off school to catch up on sleep, pretend to work on my thesis, and watch new episodes of Phineas and Ferb. betch @ 10:56 PM listening to Love Me Already - Black Kids January 12, 2009 I hate unproductive unartistic bouts of depression. Because that's just being sissy and emo. betch @ 12:27 PM November 22, 2008 Who says I don't plan ahead? Robert's LAE countdown is driving me insane. Thankfully there's no interview this year, because we all know how Betch gets during interviews. I know I shouldn't treat any test like it can define my overall relevance, but I'm shit scared. I've always felt invincible: if I tried hard enough, I can get anything I want. But the LAE is posing a serious threat to my Overall Awesomeness, and for the sake of self-preservation I've decided to outline a couple of options:
Plan A: Overall Awesomeness Step 1: Take the LAE. Step 2: Ace it. Step 3: Become a lawyer, work as a corporate tool until I can afford annual non-invasive fat surgery and get fake abs. Step 4: Try to reclaim my soul by working pro bono.
Plan B: If At First You Don't Succeed... Step 1: Take the LAE. Step 2: Fail. Step 3: Get a fulfilling career somewhere else. Save the world (or rule it, same banana anyway). Step 4: Retake LAE during midlife crisis.
Plan C: Circumvention Step 1: Fake illness on the morning of the LAE. (Migraine or diarrhea). Step 2: Become a writer. (On good days, parang tae ko lang ang syntax ni fat Twilight writer lady.)
Plan D: Denial Step 1: Take the LAE. Step 2: Fail. Step 3: Retake the LAE the following year. Step 4: Fail. Step 5: Reretake the LAE the next year. Step 6: Fail. Step 7: Fake own death, claim someone else's identity. Step 8: Repeat steps 1-7 ad nauseam.
Plan E:mo Step 1: Take the LAE. Step 2: Fail. Step 3: Inject Listerine into bloodstream.
But seriously, if I pass, magpapainom ako. If I fail, ohwell, Cherry owes me fifty pesos and I can always go to Yale. XD Mishee: I seriously hope nag-alay ka talaga ng itlog for me. betch @ 08:55 PM listening to real intellectual music, like britney spears October 30, 2008 FTW. I'm saving this for posterity and for future "Why Betch Is Awesome" reference.
betch: I KNEW IT YOU ARE GEIGH LIKE REIGH ON A SLEIGH
P.S. Reigh, as your pretend girlfriend, I can say stuff like "geigh like Reigh on a sleigh". betch @ 01:10 AM listening to belle and sebastian - i don't love anyone September 28, 2008 Curse you, Facebook. I have three more final exams to go, an AVP to shoot/edit, a speech to write and deliver, and three papers (one of which is not crammable). Since I was researching all day I figured I ought to give myself a break (i.e. play a little Packrat) and when I checked my updates, I saw and clicked on this link:
I've been staring at this site for half an hour now. Drooling.
betch @ 09:25 PM listening to my freeze ray September 4, 2008 My grades are in the academic toilet. (This is a geek post.) Amartya Sen’s “Development as Freedom” is sucking my soul; initially it was a pretty interesting read, but halfway through the book it was all blahtablesblahdirectinstrumentalconstructiverolesblah. I figure it’s too late to change my thesis topic (I know it’s called a seminal paper now, but same banana, whoever told me that I didn’t have to bother with thesis anymore lied to me and should suck it) and the book really is an interesting take on the subject. The problem is, I have around five virgin books with me (one of them is a crisp and new copy of Murakami's After Dark which I got for a hundred pesos) and I’d rather read about tents and exotics than development and freedom. I have to finish writing Xela’s yearbook write-up (which I promised I would finish three weeks ago), cram a conceptual framework, a theoretical framework, a review of related literature, and interview samples for tomorrow’s makeup class, and find out if Dashboard Confessional really is playing on Oktoberfest tomorrow. Flush. betch @ 06:39 PM listening to tiny masters of today |
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