Pensamientos Aleatorios

There’s this one question asked on my first day in law school that took me six months to know the answer. The question was, “Why do you want to become a lawyer?” and I remember myself giving a reply, “I honestly don’t know, what I only know is I want to be a lawyer.” It was Friday afternoon, last week, when I received a text message from a friend “G masuicide nalang gid ko guru. Di ko na bal.an himuon ko.” I was alarmed and shocked not knowing what to do. Earlier that morning, around 3am, that friend woke me up and told me how the supposed to be great night turned into a horrible nightmare, when she and her friend were handcuffed and brought to the police station. After an incident happened in one of the disco bars in the city, they were fined with the amount of 10,000 pesos, their belongings were confiscated, and they were threatened that a criminal case will be filed against them. For a 19-year-old student, the whole thing is very traumatic. Where can they get the whole amount of 1...

1. Sudoku book 2. Jigsaw Puzzle (1000 piece puzzle) 3. Toy Poodle (yes, yes the fluffy one) 4.  Bright red or yellow bag (yung kasya ang mga law books) 5. Roller skates    PS: any gadget (tablet or phone) na may World Grand Prix or SpeedCarII na game From the time na inutusan kami ng boss ko to make a wishlist, I started listing things na so ‘ianah-ish’. To my surprise, my officemates’ wishlists include gas range, bed mattress, rice cooker, electric fan, etc. and I was like, OMG! Ano to kumikitang kabuhayan? I read my list again, crumpled it, and napaisip tuloy if ano ba ang kulang sa bahay. People close to me know that I don’t know how to ask for expensive things, coz they know I can be happy even with little purple stuffs. I don’t even know what I want to ask. I remember two years ago, I made my first Christmas wishlist. And I got all the things I listed there; however, may naging kapalit lahat which is very d...

                Two weeks ago, I was bedridden. It’s hard to breathe, it’s hard to move. I was palpitating and shaking. I felt like dying. And it occurred to me, “Damn! I am not yet ready to die!” I hate waking up every after four hours, but I tried hard not to turn off my alarm clock to nebulise.  The tremor after nebulisation is very traumatic, but I do not want to die (it is because my doctor told me that I need to accept the fact that nebuliser was my life at that time). I hate taking antibiotics (like four types of colourful antibiotics) every after meal, but I do not have a choice. Only those antibiotics calm my system and enable me to feel a little better. For the first time in my life, I became very diligent with my medications. I really thought I am prepared to pass away anytime soon, but during those times, I was truly scared. Why? Because I want to live. I cannot die without doing and trying some things everyone ought to experi...

         I was reviewing my last semester’s notes when I found one unusual list of ‘Gusto ko…’ I had written. And I remember that few weeks before my first semester in law school ends, I found myself busy contemplating on my funeral wishes when we discussed Article 307 of the Philippine Civil Code, Book I which provides: “Art. 307. The funeral shall be in accordance with the expressed wishes of the deceased. In the absence of such expression, his religious beliefs or affiliation shall determine the funeral rites. In case of doubt, the form of the funeral shall be decided upon by the person obliged to make arrangements for the same, after consulting the other members of the family. “(Emphasis supplied)                Actually, listing down my funeral wishes excites me. As a matter of fact, I spent time to list down my wishes despite of my busy schedule and deficiency in time studying all of my major subjects for our ...

We were tasked to write at least 2-page personal mission statement as a partial requirement in our Natural Law I class last semester. It took me a week to figure out my mission in life. Aside from pursuing happiness, Ican't think of other things. Hence, it became a challenge to me to have this Personal Mission Statement (PMS) of mine: …to live a happy life in my colourful world Live a happy life. It may sound cliché but that is what I really want to do with my life, and what we all want to do with our lives. It may sound so easy, but there is a long journey to take to be happy. There is a long way of discovering what happiness is all about. Sometimes we expect happiness to come from ‘big things’, things which are most often than not out of our reach. That is why some people claim they are not and they cannot be happy in their lifetime. But one needs not to be so wise nor to be so rich, to appreciate the beauty of life for you will see that happiness comes from unw...