girl who wants to change the world, iPod Lover, Law student, book whore, consumerist pig, child-lover, frustrated graphic artist, music convert, wanna-be historian, fan girl (Lord of the Rings), diet soda dependent, kamay na bakal ng kamay na bakal, bibliophile, compulsive collector, receptacle of sovereignty, dismayed citizen who still believes in our capacity to heal the nation, occassional activist, devourer of shrimp, all around fool.
|| WANTS/Wish List||
- Brown Gucci Messenger Bag (PLEASE!)
- JET (Rare Tracks CD)
- Interpol CD - Basta hindi ANTICS
- Jamie Cullum - Pointless Nostalgic CD
- BECK CD
- Ben Folds CD
- IL Postino CD
- Jeff Buckley; Grace
- a hair treatment
- a funky colored iPod leather case
- several pairs of bootleg dark denim jeans
- funky silver/beaded earrings
||All the pretty words||
“It is a fool's prerogative to utter truths that no one else will speak.” - Neil Gaiman, The Sandman
"Music expresses that which cannot be said and on which it is impossible to be silent." - Victor Hugo
"I have not lost faith in God. I have moments of anger and protest. Sometimes I've been closer to him for that reason.” - Elie Wiesel
"I, who am free, often do walk on blithely, uncaring of many things around me. I, who am free, often do walk on as if my life were to be lived for myself only.
At the start of the year, 2006, I made no resolutions and I performed no rituals. I did make a decision, a conscious choice: to love more and to love more often. I choose not to just walk on if it means being uncaring; I choose not to just walk on if it means not being able to love more and love more often; I choose not to just walk on if it means not being to stand in solidarity with all those that Christ came to save."
- Atty. Theodore Te, http://tedte.blogspot.com
"But know this first: The places you will visit, the places that you will see, do not exist. For there are only two worlds--your world, which is the real world, and other worlds, the fantasy. Worlds like this are worlds of the human imagination: their reality, or lack or reality is not important. What is important is that they are THERE. These worlds provide an alternative. Provide an escape. Provide a threat. Provide a dream, and power, provide refuge and pain. They give your world meaning. They do NOT exist; and thus they are ALL that MATTERS. Do you understand?" - Neil Gaiman
“The opposite of love is not hate, it's indifference. The opposite of art is not ugliness, it's indifference. The opposite of faith is not heresy, it's indifference. And the opposite of life is not death, it's indifference.” -Elie Wiesel
And if the night runs over
And if the day won't last
And if your way should falter
Along the stony pass It's just a moment
This time will pass -U2, Stuck in a Moment
grrrrrrr.... someone hacked into my glassbent yahoo mail account. Grrrr. So now everytime I send a e-mail to my block yahoo group, a whopping three messages re: "sex videos" are sent in turn to our yahoo group under my name. Grrrrrr. It's so irritating.
ObliCon Final tomorrow. A little over twelve hours to go.
*Insert scream of panic*
An oddly fitting quote I have written in a post-it:
Fell deeds awake. Now for wrath, now for ruin. AND A RED DAWN! - Theoden, spoken on the eve of battle, as thousands of enemies surround the men and contingent of elves who take refuge at Helms Deep; The Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers
October and the trees are stripped bare Of all they wear. What do I care?
October and kingdoms rise And kingdoms fall But you go on And on.
__________________________________ Beautiful song, poignant. Do yourself a favor and download it. It's a three minute song, but these few lines are the only lyrics to be had in it. The rest of the song is a haunting melody, that one can feel in the deepest reaches of ones soul.
In the shithouse a shotgun Praying hands hold me down. If only the hunter was hunted In this tin can town, tin can town. No stars in the black night Looks like the sky fall down. No sun in the daylight Looks like it's chained to the ground, chained to the ground.
The warden says "The exodus sold." If you want a way out... Silver and gold, silver and gold.
Broken back to the ceiling Broken nose to the floor. I scream at the silence It's crawling, crawls under the door. There's a rope around my neck And there's a trigger in your gun. Jesus, say something! I am someone, I am someone.
Captains and Kings in the ship's hold They came to collect Silver and gold, silver and gold.
I seen the coming and the going Seen the captains and the Kings. Seen their navy blue uniforms Seen them bright and shiny things, bright and shiny things.
The temperature is rising The fever white hot Mister I ain't got nothing But it's more than you've got These chains no longer bind me Nor the shackles at my feet Outside are the prisoners Inside the free (set them free).
A prize fighter in a corner is told Hit where it hurts - For Silver and Gold You can stop the world from turning around
"Lover, You Should Have Come Over by Jeff Buckley"
Looking out the door I see the rain fall upon the funeral mourners Parading in a wake of sad relations as their shoes fill up with water Maybe I'm too young to keep good love from going wrong But tonight you're on my mind so you never know
I'm broken down and hungry for your love with no way to feed it Where are you tonight, you know how much I need it Too young to hold on and too old to break free and run
Sometimes a man, he gets carried away, when he feels like he should be having his fun And he's much too blind to see the damage he's done Cause sometimes a man must awake to find that really he has no one
So I'll wait for you and I'll burn Will I ever see your sweet return Oh will I ever learn
Oh lover, you should've come over 'Cause it's not too late
Lonely is the room, the bed is made, the open window lets the rain in Burning in the corner is the only one who dreams he had you with him My body turns and yearns for a sleep that will never come
Sometimes a man, he gets carried away, when he feels like he should be having his fun And he's much too blind to see the damage he's done Cause sometimes a man must awake to find that really he has no one
So I'll wait for you and I'll burn Will I ever see your sweet return Oh will I ever learn
Oh lover, you should've come over 'Cause it's not too late 'Cause it's not too late
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Actually, when you think of Jeff Buckley songs are perfect for when you're feeling off.
This day has been hellish, exacerbate by lack of sleep and high emotions. I'd like to write what I feel and why I feel this way, but I'm so churned up that I don't really understand this episode.
Off to get a long-overdue manicure and possibly some beer.
I got a secret blog. Curious, good friends of mine are welcome to ask for the url, however, I reserve my right to deny requests for the aforementioned url.
I can't quite start studying yet. My stomach hurts, I'm pretty sure I'm about to get my period. Damn it all.
One side of me longs for the finals to be over so I can actually start reading the books I've bought in the past month. I'll be going to San Francisco to visit my Aunt Anna. Looking forward to bumming around, reading books and going book and cd shopping. Might also be able to buy good ipod accessories.
Justcie Sec. Gonzales said that although the proclamation has been lifted, doesn't mean that it will not be used again by the President if necessary. He said although it has been lifted, arrest will still be made if necessary.
Wow, even after 1017 has been lifted, the Government is still admitting that it is a weapon that it may wield. What honest officials we have. As some fear, it seems that the structures needed to accomplish the purposes to 1017 has already been put into place.
As such, ito ang love letter ko para sa Supreme Court, regarding PP1017:
Last Wednesday, as Sir Te was explaining the current situation in the country and the unconstitutionality of Gloria Macapagal-Arroyo's Proclamation 1017, he urged us to learn the law in a grander manner – by getting our heads out of just our codals and cases and join the fight against 1017. Two of my classmates and I were passing notes to each other, as we were agitated but at the same time inspired to do our part, hoping to become droplets of hope that will flood the nation to move in the direction of positive change.
Me: Ey guys, serious thought: Hindi ba pwede na lahat ng lawyers and law students against 1017 mag-gather and express their opposition and sentiment that 1017 is unconstitutional? Since lawyers have the credibility in saying that 1017 is unconstitutional, maybe it will be a start for other people to believe as well. Malay mo, yun ang pwede mag-start ng people power.
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Kim: Ang problema kasi natin ngayon, gaya na lang nung sinabi ni Sir…people are apathetic palibhasa hindi nila alam yung extent ng change in the status quo
Keisie: Pero a lot of people in the Philippines don't care and don't know the repercussions [of 1017].
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Me: Then let's start with those who do care. Maybe that will make other people care.
The assembly and march of lawyers, law students, and members of law organizations held this morning from IBP to EDSA Shrine proved that when we do start with those who care, we will discover that there are more people concerned that we thought there were. There were dozens of lawyers, including some of our teachers. There were also many law students, who displayed admirable courage as I will narrate later, as well as members of law organizations.
The UP law students met at Malcolm Hall before going to the IBP. When we got ready to leave to go to IBP, my nervousness turned into fear. The leaders of the UP contingent were giving us instructions on how to be inconspicuous as we walk towards IBP, as there might be police waiting outside the IBP building.
This fear only intensified upon arriving in the IBP parking lot, as we were told that we were going to march along EDSA. I was afraid, because we would no longer be within the security of the IBP property, we would actually be marching along EDSA just like the other groups that I saw on TV that were dispersed. No one in our block had ever attended a march/rally like this before, so we were all very nervous. As we were setting our guidelines on what to do of what to do if ever one of us gets separated from the group, or worse, if someone gets tear-gassed, hit with water canons, or struck with truncheons. I was more scared than ever. I also did not want to be shown on TV or interviewed, because as you know, my dad is in the military. I was also worried that if something may happen to me and I might have to call my dad, that there would be complications or controversies regarding him having a daughter in a protest rally.
I don't know the exact reason why I decided to stay and march, as I could have easily gotten back into my car and drove away. It was a mixture of reasons. I said to myself, that this was what I was talking about in my exchange of notes with my classmates- a gathering of people who know the law and can show the people that they know what they're talking about when they say that 1017 is unconstitutional. But more than this, I was made braver by the courage my friends and the rest of the UP student contingent showed. We knew that we were not doing anything against the law, and we wanted to exercise our fundamental right to freedom of _expression and assembly.
We marched from IBP to EDSA Shrine, which was peaceful. We weren't stopped by policemen. We were marching and chanting "1017, IBASURA!" until we came to the entrance of EDSA Shrine. I started to be scared again, as I knew that the lawyers who were with us were now negotiating with the policemen guarding the Shrine, policemen with weapons, at the very least shields and truncheons. It took a few minutes, but surprisingly, we were allowed to enter! After settling in at the Shrine, we started our program. The program consisted merely of speeches by leaders of the IBP, law students and law organizations. But after a few minutes, the police, who were positioned right behind us UP law students, started moving forward towards us, banging their truncheons against their shields to intimidate us. Before I knew it, it was a confrontation- the police and their shields, and the law students on the other side. That was probably one of the scariest moments of my life. My friends, some of whom were girls, we pushed against the shields of the police. There was only one person coming between me and the police. We were saying to each other, stay calm, don't push, let's just stand still so that we will not provoke them. We were saying to the policemen, "Sir! Wag po kayo manulak, estudyante lang po kami, hindi po kami manggugulo!" We were already being pushed, and I knew that this was already bordering on dispersion. If someone from us or the police pushed harder, that would have resulted in the police dispersing us, as we were no match for the strength of the police with their shields. I could not believe that my friends and the other law students with me were actually in the frontlines, and we would be the first ones to fall if the police had decided to push us harder and disperse us.
Fortunately, the police backed off. The people holding the microphone thanked the police for backing down and assured them that we were not there to cause trouble, but only to hold a short program to express our opposition to 1017. As I counted my friends to see if we were complete, I saw that one of my classmates was crying. She was one of those who were directly in front of the police, being pushed by their shields. I was near tears already, all the more when she said as a newscaster interviewed her, "Hindi naman po ako nasaktan. Mabait naman po yung mga pulis." After a few more speeches, we concluded by singing "Bayan Ko." This was when I once again tried to hold back the tears from my eyes. I was awed by the passion and bravery of those with me, as well as those who were not with me, fighting the same fight in different parts of the country.
It was a day that I will remember for the rest of my life. To be there with lawyers who truly cared, in spite of the dangers that will threaten their personal and professional life, restored my faith in the legal profession. To be there with my fellow law students humbled me because realized that I am so blessed to be with these people and that I can learn so much from their passion and love for the country. I felt humbled in the presence of our professors there, because I know that they have taught us well, and because of this, much is expected of us. Ma'am Gwen said to us before the march started when she saw that we were part of the student contingent, "I just wanted to tell you, and please tell your classmates as well, that I am very proud that I had you as my students."
I hope that we continue doing our teachers proud. But more importantly, I hope that we do our country proud, as well as the Filipinos living now and those who went ahead of us. They fought for us to enjoy the rights we have now, they fought so that our Martial law will not rob us of our constitutional freedoms and civil liberties. In this time that we are once again faced with an abusive regime, I hope that we too will do the same for those who will come after us.
As some fear, it seems that the structures needed to accomplish the purposes to 1017 has already been put into place. 
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