IT'S A SIGN!

After Masas, Sir Edro and Ave picked me up. Supposed to drink and shoo away bar results paranoia in Greenbelt, but Emil said he can't follow unless we drink in QC or Ortigas area. Hence we headed north.

The big Q was 'where do we go now, it's almost midnight?' Eastwood, Metrowalk, Esquinita, Morato......then there, I remembered Burby's. Momsy goes there all the time (so i guess beer is cheap hihi) so I told Sir maybe we should just go there. Here's the funny thing though, they actually trusted me with directions! hello, i don't even know how to go home most days!! Anyways...of course I gave them landmarks. I mean, I haven't been to the place (and they didn't know that in the beginning) but I've seen it many times considering that we always eat in that area after parties @ pochoy's and because I take my dj lessons near that place. Anyways...we were kind of lost and they were getting pissed. Hihi. When we finally got to Burby's, Emil was already there.

Of course, Ave and Sir blamed me for the delay in getting there. Blah, blah, blah, I picked the place but I didn't know the way going there; I didn't even disclose that I haven't been there blah blah blah. And then...the blah blah stopped.

Ave said maybe I picked the right place. Considering that bar results will be released the day following, the place gave some sort of assurance according to Ave. HA????? Then there, he pointed the sign to me. I laughed at first...and then hoped this was really a sign.

a sign indeed!

MASAS

We were told that bar results will come out Friday. Friday morning, I was ready to accept whatever decision the Supreme Court will render on the matter of me becoming a member of the bar. Yup, I was ready to flunk. My bar review season was crazy. I can’t say that I studied that much because I still went out and partied. I still did papers despite the fact that I haven’t even finished first reading. At one point, I considered myself almost a whacko for smiling, cringing and cursing for unknown reasons. I was at my worst (I think) during bar review. Simply put, my bar review season was made in hell (with Judas by my side). Hence, I was ready to flunk (and blame NOBODY ELSE BUT ME).

Friday night @ Masas (trying so hard to hide my frustration)

So can you just imagine what I felt when I received word that the release of bar results will be moved to Saturday?!! Nyarksss…I couldn’t wait any longer. I really wanted to find out already if I’m gonna be a lawyer or not!!! I felt sad, disappointed, and maybe relieved to a certain extent.

My officemates probably felt my frustration, and hence, they decided that we should go out for dinner and a couple of drinks. We went to Masas, Greenbelt 2. After dinner, we shared 2 liters of Margarita (one liter for Php280) and stories about bar review and bar season. Thanks to Caron and Grace for accompanying me that night. I could have gone crazy if not for the two of them.

my friday team

frozen margarita for goodluck

THE NOW SOBER BIG DADDY EXPLAINS (a sequel to Big Daddy's Highschool Reunion)

Big Daddy explained to still confused eldest kiddo (during the Last Supper) that Momsy didn’t tell the absolute truth; that she distorted the story a bit (to her advantage). As told by Big Daddy, he insisted that we take the car because he can hitch a ride with Lucky, contrary to what Momsy told me earlier that night. In addition to this, Big Daddy said when he texted Momsy that we should go to the reunion, he had no idea that Monica was no longer with us in Esquinita. Hence, he didn’t give any “drunk suggestion”.

Fine then. That didn’t change your drunk antics during the reunion anyways. Hihi. Sorry, Big Daddy, I’m a momsy’s girl!

"LAST SUPPER" (ON ME!)

Thursday night (27 March 2008) was reserved for what momsy would call “Last Supper”. Friday we were supposed to know if we passed the bar exams or not and hence, all of us were having panic attacks. Well, actually I wasn’t (because I’m not exactly a panicky person). I guess I was just joining the bandwagon then. I was with three major paranoid girls, Momsy, Monica and Trinagar. They embody the three levels of ka-praningan.

“Crazily funny” (Momsy)— she texted Wednesday night to inform me that the answer to one of the difficult labor questions is a simple codal provision. I was shocked, I mean, after how many months, you actually spent time reading your Labor Code again??

“Technical and Philosophical” (Monica)—simple. Her panic attacks were supported by statistics and news articles/press releases.

“Unbelievably dramatic” (Trinagar)—this girl is weird. She’ll have moments when she’s just so down because of bar results and will tell you stuff like, “I’m not smarter than 4,000 people, I’m gonna flunk” grrrrr……..

Panic, panic, panic you girls!! I was truly amused with the three of them. It’s a good thing though because they calmed down a bit upon realizing how funny their panic attacks have become. Hay, hay, hay.

Anyways, we also want to thank Enteng the Magician for providing entertainment that night. Took our minds off crazy bar results.

enteng with his "i will turn your yosi into money" trick