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Barefoot in Manila

Fishing for compliments. Complimenting for fish. It's a life.

Tuesday, February 18, 2003

My brain is tired. February is all about midterms. I had one last week, another just last night, and yet another on Tuesday. I'm tired of thinking and my brain feels like it's about to conk out.
So I've been thinking up some inducements to inspire me to work a bit harder just til I get past the last exam. On Wednesday next week, am buying one of the following:
1. The Vines, Highly Evolved
2. Tori Amos, the new one where A Sordid Fairytale is.
3. Coldplay, A Rush of Blood to the Head
4. The new one by Oasis (and I still haven't gotten over their concert being cancelled).
I prefer buying Tori Amos' cd though. I have a copy of her album with the Cornflake Girl song and I've been playing it while studying. It's worked quite nicely so far. The songs have an unobtrusive quality so that they'll fade nicely into the background while am busy memorizing codal provisions. When I feel like taking a break though, they're also great for singing along to.
But Tori's not good at keeping you from falling asleep.

.: posted by cecille 10:06 AM


Monday, February 10, 2003

Got the shivers. I hate it when I have a thing for somebody. I always end up being so nervous that somehow he'll know how I feel.And that when he finds out, that'll be the end of me. So instead of giving him a glimpse of my innumerable charms, he'll see me acting stupid, stupid, stupid.

.: posted by cecille 8:11 AM


Friday, February 07, 2003

Peculiar, alright. The other day, during our Criminal Procedure class, we were talking about whether the accused may be compelled to exhibit his body so that the prosecution could get some evidence. We were particularly talking about a case where a man and a woman were sued for adultery. The prosecution asked the judge to order the woman to undergo a physical examination to determine if she was pregnant (They had to do a physical since there were no pregnancy tests then. The case was set in the 1920s.).
This case reminded Professor CrimPro of the case of Michael Jackson. Apparently, Jacko was asked to undergo physical examination of his private parts because the kid who accused him of molestation was able to point out some peculiarities in his private parts. While Prof. CrimPro was recounting the case, he had a slip of the tongue. Instead of saying that Jackson's private parts had peculiar traits, he said they had "peculiar tastes".
It cracked up the whole class.

.: posted by cecille 8:10 AM


Tuesday, February 04, 2003

Huh? Pearl Jam recently released a new album and the radio stations have been busy selling the new album. What pisses me off is how the plug goes, "Here's the band that changed the face of music."
Excuse me. They most certainly did not!

.: posted by cecille 8:09 AM


Like the weather. It's a dreary Tuesday morning. The skies are overcast and so, I feel, is my soul. I hope the heavens make up its mind already: Either have the rain start pouring or let the sun peek out from the think dark clouds.
As for me, I just want to go back to sleep. I was feeling sick yesterday and I don't feel like staying here at the office today. I want to lie down, drown out the whole world, and get some honest to goodness and dreamless sleep. The 10,000 Maniacs song captures what I feel exactly. I can hear Natalie Merchant singing softly behind me.

.: posted by cecille 8:08 AM