Erase

I took down my previous post because I am no longer as incensed as I was when I first wrote it. I just wanted to vent (albeit in a restrained manner, it's classier that way :) and air out what I've been keeping inside lest it totally consume me. Well, mission accomplished and all the bad energy has been more or less flushed out of my system.

If Bongbong Marcos and Kris Aquino can kiss and make up on national television, I'm sure I can manage to be plastic, i mean, civil too.

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For my Locgov paper, I'll be going to Sto.Tomas Batangas tomorrow to conduct an interview with Mayor Sanchez and collect pertinent data for the final paper (a.k.a Information Packet).

Another thing on tomorrow's agenda is the side trip to Batangas City to visit my friend Kay. She promised to bring me to this hotel which was once featured on F (the premiere Philipine lifestyle tv show IMHO) for brunch. So aside from catching up with a friend whom I haven't seen in the longest time, I'm also excited to roam the grounds where the F girls filmed 2 consecutive episodes. Maybe I can even do spiels as a tribute to Daphne, Angel and Amanda and do a food review while I'm at it. Great fun :)

Memories

Yesterday, the benevolent Mr.Colet asked me how come I haven't posted any pictures as of late. So in order to accommodate one of Sabitski Point's most loyal supporters, I am posting a collage of most of the pictures that graced the "Pic of the Moment" space in my sidebar with their corresponding captions.

Enjoy!



Left Column (top to bottom)

1. Ain't that the truth.
2. Melo's magic finger.
3. My morning face.
4. Oooops!
5. Dog Genius.

Middle Column
6. Hello!
7. Dog meets banana.
8. Put 'em up!
9. He did it!
10. What are you looking at?! and Birthday boy
11. The mysterious and menacing manacle.

Right Column
12. Let's volt in!
13. Do I have something on my face?
14. Father and son.
15. I'm spiderman.
16. Sunrise or sunset?

I hate Hate HATE SCHOOL!!!!!

Yun lang.

Matutulog na ako.

Good night :)

Not Bad Pa Rin

My mini-break in Caliraya was all that plus a bag of chips.

The first thing that greeted us was the chilly, chilly air. It was soooo cold! I eventually had to layer up on clothing because my skinny body just wasn't insulated enough for the cold air. Within five minutes of our arrival, all thoughts of prancing about in my swimsuit were immediately dislodged from my head.

A quick dip in the lake was also not possible seeing that it had hypothermia written all over it.

But surprisingly, I still enjoyed my stay there. Maybe it was the magnificent view and the gusty winds that did it for me. As Karen pointed out, that was the first time in months that she felt her shoulders relax. Ditto.

It was a lazy, hazy weekend. I brought along a copy of this month's Cosmo and dragged a chair out of the canopy to read under the sun (thus explaining the sunburned face). Every so often, I would look out to the lake and watch the windsurfers do their thing. And when I got tired of that, I'd move my chair around and watch the kite-surfers do their thing. And when that became boring, I'd amble over to the tent and grab a spoonful of dinuguan and then talk with Tito Chuck and Tita Lota (the coolest parents ever this side of the universe! Trust me on this one :)

Yep, it was without a doubt a very good weekend. The next time I set foot in Caliraya though, I'm definitely trying my hand (or luck?) at windsurfing. Of course all this is premised upon the condition that the weather will be more forgiving than it was when we were there. I somehow fancy myself competing in the next windsurfer's regatta. What do you think? :)

Mini-Break

I'm spending the weekend in Caliraya with friends! They'll be windsurfing while I'll be playing the role of the appreciative audience because the lessons are still too steep for my allowanced-self (but soon my precious...you will be mine...). However, I'll still gladly make the trip to Caliraya because a weekend away from anything law-related sounds absolutely fabulous.

This week has been toxic, to say the least, so this mini-break is a welcome respite, specially with the impending threat of midterms fast approaching. But in order to fully appreciate my trip, I have to double time on school work. So on a Friday afternoon, I am making my Loc Gov paper which is due for submission on Monday. Given the usual circumstances, I would most probably cram for the paper the day before submission, but these are unusual times we're living in and so I find myself typing away for a paper three whole days before its actual submission. Yes, things couldn't get any weirder.

So let me just hang a "Do Not Disturb" sign around my neck and courteously remind all of you to keep your voices down because the Jill is busy getting school work out of the way in order to have a semblance of a life for a change.

So Shoe Me

So what does one do when one has to digest around 6 more cases for tomorrow's class; write/create a paper due next week and read some killer cases in advance for this Friday's make-up class? Why one takes pictures of one's new pair of shoes of course!





Tatay had this bunch of gift checks from Itti shoes and seeing that he was in an exceptionally generous mood, I immediately seized the opportunity to buy a pair for the Portia Ball. On any regular day, I would never buy strappy heels but seeing that tatay was going to foot (pun intended) the bill, there was nothing to stop me from splurging on a pair of ridiculously impractical but also ridiculously sexy pair of shoes.

Of course, as with most fashion statements, I am also preparing myself for the corresponding vanity-inflicted wounds (a.k.a blisters and sore feet). But as every fashionably-forward person knows, you have to suffer a wee bit in order to look great. And seeing that I'm going to be suffering a LOT in this pair of shoes, I'm positive I'm going to look REALLY great! Really.

Fashion Police

I am not a fashionable person, I admit. But I never knew the extent of just how unfashionable I was until last night.

I arrived home to find the house alive with people celebrating my nephew's birthday. Some of the neighborhood kids were also there and after the perfunctory greetings, Regina, a 10 year old, told me: "Look, I'm still in my uniform. I didn't even change to party clothes". To which I answered: "Me too, I'm still in my school clothes". Her reply was: "Those don't look like school clothes! It looks as if you just got out of bed!"

Ouch! Zinged by a pre-teener! :)

As much as I enjoy clothes and dressing up from time to time, I still dread the thought of wearing "corporate clothes" and heels as my everyday uniform. Sure, Preview and Cosmo say that you can jazz up your wardrobe with a scarf or a brooch or other accessories, but if given a choice between a blazer and a hooded jacket, I'd definitely go for the latter. I know some girls won't be able to comprehend this but I don't dream of Manolo Blahniks and the latest "it" bag. Maybe it's because I have ugly feet which will never look dainty in strappy sandals or maybe it's because I rarely carry a handbag, preferring instead to have both hands ready to ward off any evil-doers. Or maybe it's because I just never really outgrew my tomboy phase. Questions, questions.

What was my point in typing out this entry again?

Oh yeah. Regina, your uniform sucks eggs too!

So there :)

Announcements

As part of the public service aspect of this blog, here are a few announcements to spice up your morning with.

1. Dr. Emer's medical blog, was nominated in the 2004 MEDICAL WEBLOG AWARDS under the category Best New Medical Weblog Category. Please cast your votes now. If he wins, he might give us all free medical check-ups with corresponding free medications... :)

Please click here to vote.

Deadline is on the 17th of January, so what are you waiting for?! Please vote :)

2. The one, the only (the only one for that matter!) choir of the UP College of Law is inviting every bonafide UP Law student (you know who you are...) to join Charivari. For the uninitiated, Charivari literally means: a discordant and dissonant noise meant to offend and annoy. It is mentioned under Art. 155 of the Revised Penal Code.

Art. 155. Alarms and scandals.-The penalty of arresto menor or a fine not exceeding P200 pesos shall be imposed upon:

xxx

2. Any person who shall instigate or take an active part in any charivari or other disorderly meeting offensive to another or prejudicial to public tranquility;

xxx

But don't worry, we usually try not to sound that bad. Try being the operative word.

3. Please check out Siege's website as well. For all you F4 fans out there (closeted or otherwise), this is your guy.

4. On a more personal note, I would also like to announce that my sister-in-law, Charmaine, is one month pregnant! Yey, I'm gonna be a tita twice over within the year! Happy, happy, joy, joy :)

5. Birthday greetings go out to: Charmaine (January 8), Mikael (January 12) and John (January 14).

Two Days in the Life Of

Setting: My car. On the way to Ryan's baptism in BF Homes QC

Jill: Sa palagay mo, nasaan kaya yung simbahan?

Bedar: Ewan ko, hindi naman ako nakatira dito. Tanungin kaya natin yung mga manong don.

J: Alryty. (moves car closer to the men)

B: Manong! Nasan ho yung church?

Manong in white: Yung ano?

B: Church ho, church!

Manong in black: Ano raw? (they look at each other quizically)

J: (closes B's window) Mali ka naman e! Watch me. (drives up to the guardhouse) Good morning ho (smiles). Nasan ho yung simbahan dito? May pupuntahan ho kasi kaming binyag (smiles some more).

G: (gives directions)

J: Salamat ho. Heto ho ID ko (smiles)

G: O nga pala (gives out visitor pass). Ingat ho kayo!

J: Salamat ho. (closes window and faces B) And that's how you do it!

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Setting: Law school.

Garth: May date ka na ba sa Portia Ball?

Jill: Meron na, si Ian. Pero hindi ko pa siya tinatanong. Magpapaalam pa ba ako sa girlfriend niya?

G: Wag na. Hindi naman possessive yun unlike A***.

J: O nga naman.

G: Ayan na pala si Ian.

J: Ian! Date tayo sa ball ha?

I: Nyark!

J: Sige na! Please! Please! Pretty please... (grabs Ian's arm and starts wrestling him)

I: Ang kulit mo naman e! (struggles)

J: Kaya lang kaya ako sumali sa Portia para makasama ka rin sa ball! Sige na...sige na...(still holding on)

I: Ulol! Sinong niloko mo? (still struggling)

J: Sige na! I'm so wawa I don't have a date...sniff!

I: Hahahaha! Sige na nga!

J: Yes! (looks at Garth) And that's how you do it!

G: Adik.

This post was brought to you by a free day brought about by a Civpro free week. Go Sir Leonen! May your Motion for Reconsideration knock off the collective socks of the Supreme Court Justices.

Promos

Hey peeps listen up, Cebu Pacific has an ongoing promo with their domestic routes. The prices are ridiculously low until about the first week of March.

I tried to look for the ad but sadly, someone beat me to it and clipped it out of yesterday's Philippine Star. But from what I can remember, Manila-Cebu and vice versa is either 799p or 899p. San ka pa?! While the other ticket prices for the other domestic destinations are also at rock bottom status.

There's really something to be said about travelling during the off-season. Sure, the weather may be a little drab but the savings are fabulous! So if you still have some of that 13th month pay left and you're itching with wanderlust, there's no better time to pack up your bags and leave for a mini-break.

As for myself, the Sinulog is coming up pretty soon and I'm hoping against hope that I'll finally be able to dance in the streets of Cebu for the first time (midterm exams and monetary status permitting, of course).

Here's to itchy feet and wandering hearts!

P.S.
Contrary to how it may appear, this is NOT a paid advertisement :)

Fanatic

And then everything went Pffffttt...

Jillsabs signing off indefinitely.

Au revoir!

I posted this earlier today because I really intended to go on a blogging hiatus and didn't want to deal with any questions. However, after receiving a call from a friend and some "Are you okay?" messages, I realized that my post raised even more questions so I just decided to save it as a draft.

But the source of all my stress-induced blogger's block dissipated with a particular sms I received this afternoon. Et voila, the need to go on a break miraculously disappeared.

And the other reason will soon be revealed. Please continue reading and please humor me :)

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My name is Jill and I'm an addict. An artista addict that is.

I have realized that it is futile to continue living in the closet and so I have decided to come clean that I'm a silly, giddy, starstruck girl.

Speaking of Starstruck (well not really but I had to have a segue from my previous sentence), I have this show to thank for introducing me to my soulmate. Sure, he's no triple-threat (or even a single-threat to be perfectly honest) but the way he makes my heart do cartwheels, he's worth the sacrifice of waiting for Mulawin to end. For him, I'm even willing to break one of my cardinal rules in dating, that being "Thou shalt not be prettier than Jill".

Could this finally be true love?

Name: Mike Tan

Birthday: December 31, 1986

Zodiac Sign: Capricorn

School: Rizal Technological University

Fave movies: Spiderman, Lord of the Rings Trilogy

Fave actors: Christopher de Leon, Keanu Reeves

Fave Food: Sinigang, kare-kare

Pets: 3 dogs "Max", "Moimoi" and "Dexter"

Hobbies Basketball, Counter-Strike

Reasons for joining Starstruck: To become a famous actor and help my parents by paying for my elder sister's education

Ultimate Ambition: To become one of the Ultimate Survivors

Which of the other survivors do you consider your friends? Chris, Benj, Kevin, Ana and Krizzy

Why do you think you should win?: I think I have the looks, the talent and the guts

If they made a movie of your life, who would you like to play you?: Me, because I think only I can "tell" my own story best!

We have so much in common it's scary. I mean we're both still in school, we both like movies and we both think that he should be one of the Ultimate Survivors!

If that's not what a soulmate is, then just shoot me right now.

So anyway, next week will be crucial to the Danger Six because the new twist is that two from the Danger Six will be replaced with two from the Avengers. There will be another round of Artista Challenges with their respective corresponding points and the two Survivors with the lowest points will be rudely replaced with two of the Avengers.

The criteria are as follows: 35%- Expert's Choice; 35%- Council's Choice; 30%- Viewer's Choice. As aforementioned, Mikey is not particularly talented (even if he claims otherwise in his biography) so the 30% Viewer's Choice might be critical.

The audience can vote through sms, through the webpage and by eating at Jollibee and then texting the special code in the receipt with your vote.

So guess who'll be eating a lot of Chickenjoy this week?

Cholesterol be damned, this is what soulmates do for each other.

Kids

The kid in the middle is my nephew Mikael. The one on the left is Alonzo (trivia: he's the son of Freestyle's lead singer, Totop Suzara) while the kid on the right is Johnson. Two days ago, I received a phone call from Johnson and it kinda went something like this:

Jill: Hello?
Johnson: Is this Mick-Mick's mom?
Jill: No.
Johnson: Is this the sister of Mick-Mick's dad?
Jill: Yes. Why?
Johnson: When is Mick's birthday?
Jill: It's on the 12th.
Johnson: Ok. Will you be sending out papers?
Jill: Papers?
Johnson: You know, the paper where the place of the party is written.
Jill: Oh, you mean invitations.
Johnson: Yeah! Invitations! So will you be giving me an invitation?
Jill: I guess...
Johnson: Great! Thanks! (puts down phone)

Well, that's one way of getting yourself invited to a birthday party :)

Translations

I saw a billboard on the South Super Highway and it said:

Question: Are Kia Cars the best cars in the market?
Answer: Not really, but the 2004 model is better than ever.

This can be roughly translated to:

We suck but we don't suck as much now.

Another sign for a newly opened subdivision reads:

It's more than worth living for!

Which should ultimately be read as:

Let's fire our PR and advertising people, they don't know sh*t.