davao 2008

To My Fellow Barristers Part 2

It is official. I did not make it to the Bar.

The anxiety is over. The question has been answered.

Its how I respond to the situation that matters now.

I thank my family for all the love and support.

To My Fellow Barristers

We

will

survive

March 29, 2008.

 

 

 

 

"This, too, shall pass."

Whatever the outcome, guys, the battle has been bravely fought.

My congratulations to all of you.

Best of Luck!

 

Working Out!

I looked out the window and saw a beautiful morning (sans the sight of octopus wires and unfinished water pipes excavation in Capistrano).

 

Seemed like a nice day to take a walk and exercise (owwwws?)

So walk I did.

What excited me most was the fact that it was my first time to wake up where Divisoria is just less than five hundred meters away. Talk about easy access to McDonald's and Little Baghdad (home of  deh-bi-di deh-bi-dis).

Alas, it was only 6:30 in the morning. Most stores were still closed. Apparently, this is a city that sleeps.

So I diverted my excitement to a familiar sight. Xavier University. No one in there except the guards. I visited Xavier Hall. So quiet and spooky. I checked out the bulletin boards and saw a picture of me with my Portia sisters. What a perfect opportunity to yield to my kleptomania. I would normally just pass by the photos, but this was an exception: in the picture I was wearing my yellow top (hey, i thought i looked cute!) and flashing the most cheesy smile. I knew I couldn't get a copy conveniently, so I stole the picture. Thank you Sais! I hope you won't expel me from the sorority for this.

It was time to leave XU. I then walked to the market until I reached the gym.

Perfect! No one else was there when I arrived. At least I'll be the only one stinking from sweat.

Whoah.

I sucked my stomach in just so none of the flab gets in the way of getting a good shot. Did I say good? Yuck! I still have along way to go to fit into a size 4 (which is the new size 12!).

If I were a celebrity, I'd be paparazzi's juiciest scoop-- the anti-thesis to anorexics and bolemics. Sigh. In make-over features that magazines are so fond of, this will be the "before" shot. Don't ask me for the "after" shot because I am not there yet.

Whew.

The gym sesh got me so tired that I just have to wrap the morning up with some good ol' snoozing.

 

 

Have a blessed week everyone!

One Night at a Coffee Shop

 

No Holy Week is complete without hanging out with my friends from college.

L-R: Eleuterio, Remel, Rezil and Mark

 

 

 

 

With Mark Canios, my Dr. Phil.. (hehehe)

I envy him for looking this great. Notice the candle-like fingers? Argh! To die for.

 

 

 

 

I am so happy Dr. Phil could get to spend time here with me. I see days of fitness ahead... Jogging ta, lot?

 

 

 

 

 

 

In less than a year, Remel and Eleuterio will become  priests. We're proud of  you guys! You can bet on one thing though--I'm not going to you for confession!

 

 

 

Her Royal Highness

Rezil of Lotto

(:-)

This girl gets sweeter every year.

She's in love. That explains it.

 

This one is for keeps.

Fabulous Twosome.

Nyt!

I AM GIVING IN TO TEMPTATION.

WHO WOULDN'T?!

 

My most handsome friend Mark Canios surprised me this week by showing up in a slimmed down body (i so envy!)  and a box of sinful sweets. Two eye candies in one day. Isn't this heaven?   

 

 

 

Recollection at San Lorenzo Ruiz

Noelle, Paul and I swear to stay happy despite downfalls. Re: Bar Jitters

Taken at the Chapel

Tin and Cha

 

LWUA's favorite girls hanging out at Town Restaurant one Thursday evening...

All the hours spent chatting, eating great food, whining about boys and contemplating a very bright future as stiletto-ed eyelash-batting power women. Good luck to us Tin!