Isang taon na pala ang lumipas.

Kamusta na kaya siya?

Nalungkot tuloy ako bigla.

Ayaw kong pagnilayan kung bakit.

*very much tempted to strike those lines out.

Okei! Balik sa trabaho!

mula kay Sir A.

These are things people actually said in court, word for word, taken down and
now published by court reporters that had the torment of staying calm while
these exchanges were actually taking place.
 
    Q: Are you sexually active?
    A: No, I just lie there.
  
    Q: What is your date of birth?
    A: July 15th.
    Q: What year?
    A: Every year.
  
    Q: What gear were you in at the moment of the impact?
    A: Gucci sweats and Reeboks.
  
    Q: This myasthenia gravis, does it affect your memory at all?
    A: Yes.
    Q: And in what ways does it affect your memory?
    A: I forget.
    Q: You forget? Can you give us an example of something that you've
forgotten?
  
    Q: How old is your son, the one living with you?
    A: Thirty-eight or thirty-five, I can't remember which.
    Q: How long has he lived with you?
    A: Forty-five years.
  
    Q: What was the first thing your husband said to you when he woke up that
morning?
    A: He said, "Where am I, Cathy?"
    Q: And why did that upset you?
    A: My name is Susan.
  
    Q: Do you know if your daughter has ever been involved in voodoo or the
occult?
    A: We both do.
    Q: Voodoo?
    A: We do.
    Q: You do?
    A: Yes, voodoo.
  
    Q: Now doctor, isn't it true that when a person dies in his sleep, he
doesn't know about it until the next morning?
    A: Did you actually pass the bar exam?
 
     Q: The youngest son, the twenty-year-old, how old is he?
  
    Q: Were you present when your picture was taken?
     
    Q: So the date of conception (of the baby) was August 8th?
    A: Yes.
    Q: And what were you doing at that time?
    
    Q: She had three children, right?
    A: Yes.
    Q: How many were boys?
    A: None.
    Q: Were there any girls?
     
    Q: How was your first marriage terminated?
    A: By death.
    Q: And by whose death was it terminated?
     
    Q: Can you describe the individual?
    A: He was about medium height and had a beard.
    Q: Was this a male, or a female?
 
    Q: Is your appearance here this morning pursuant to a deposition notice
which I sent to your attorney?
    A: No, this is how I dress when I go to work.
     
    Q: Doctor, how many autopsies have you performed on dead people?
    A: All my autopsies are performed on dead people.
  
    Q: ALL your responses MUST be oral, OK? What school did you go to?
    A: Oral.
  
    Q: Do you recall the time that you examined the body?
    A: The autopsy started around 8:30 p.m.
    Q: And Mr. Dennington was dead at the time?
    A: No, he was sitting on the table wondering why I was doing an autopsy.
   
  Q: Are you qualified to give a urine sample?
  
    Q: Doctor, before you performed the autopsy, did you check for a pulse?
    A: No.
    Q: Did you check for blood pressure?
    A: No.
    Q: Did you check for breathing?
    A: No.
    Q: So, then it is possible that the patient was alive when you began the
autopsy?
    A: No.
    Q: How can you be so sure, Doctor?
    A: Because his brain was sitting on my desk in a jar.
    Q: But could the patient have still been alive, nevertheless?
    A: Yes, it is possible that he could have been alive and practicing law
somewhere.
 
 
Defendant: Judge, I want you to appoint me another lawyer.
Judge: And why is that?
Defendant: Because the public defender isn’t interested in my case.
Judge (to public defender): Do you have any comments on your defendant’s motion?
Public defender: I’m sorry, Your Honor.  I wasn’t listening.
 
 
Q: Tell us your full name, please.
A: Mine?
Q: Yes, sir.
A: ***-5879
Q: Mr. Daniels, do you have problems hearing?
A: Not really.
Q: Where do you live?
A: Pardon

by The Carpenters

I've been so many places in my life and time
I've sung a lot of songs I've made some bad rhyme
I've acted out my love in stages
With ten thousand people watching
But we're alone now and I'm singing this song for you

I know your image of me is what I hope to be
I've treated you unkindly but darling can't you see
There's no one more important to me
Daring can't you please see through me
Cause we're alone now and I'm singing this song for you

You taught me precious secrets of the truth withholding nothing
You came out in front and I was hiding
But now I'm so much better and if my words don't come together
Listen to the melody cause my love is in there hiding

I love you in place where there's no space or time
I love you for in my life you are a friend of mine
And when my life is over remember when we were together
We were alone and I was singing this song for you
We were alone and I was singing this song for you

Ugh. Remind me never to listen to AM radio programs ever again. I'm having a bad morning.

And it's all Ra*l G*nzalez' fault.

Bwiset siya. Akala ko pa naman, magbabago na tingin ko sa kanya nung tirahin niya ang mga politiko't negosyanteng kayang-kaya namang pag-aralin ang mga anak nila sa ibang eskuwelahan but no, sinisiksik pa sila sa UP with the ordinary Isko't Iska.

Minus opportunity tuloy sa ibang mga worthy sanang high school graduates na gustong makapasok sa pinaka-ASTIG na university sa bansa.

Naalala ko tuloy nung hinatid ko dati si Loi sa UP para kumuha ng UPCAT. Alas-singko pa lang ng umaga, andami nang estudyante, magulang, manlalako ng taho, tindera ng pichi-pichi...  AT! Naghuhumiyaw na mga matitingkad na Mercedes (read as Merseideez) Benz.

Sa paglalakad namin ni Loi papuntang Math Building, muntik na kaming mabangga ng isa sa mga MBng ito. Nagkatinginan tuloy kami nung isang cute na volunteer ng APO na nung time na yun ay nasa gilid ng kalsada at namimigay ng mga mapang pinagkasya sa 1/4 sheet of bond paper.

Napailing siya. Akala ko dahil hindi kami marunong tumawid. Pero dahil sa sinabi niyang: "Hanep. State university. Natata-traffic dahil sa sobrang dami ng Mercedes," hindi na 'ko nagtago sa pinakamalapit na basurahan.

Gusto ko sanang tabihan ung cute na volunteer at tapikin sa likod. Mukhang may pinaghuhugutan kasi siya. 

But that's not the reason why I'm ranting. Naiinis ako dahil ito na naman si R, mukhang hindi nakuntento sa pag-comment kay Kris Aquino. Ayun. UP students naman ang pinaggigiskitahan niya.

The comment, which was said in oh so many words, was: May utang na loob kayo sa gobyerno dahil sila nagpapaaral sa inyo. Pero bakit n'yo sila kinakalaban?

Excuse me. Hindi gobyerno nagpapaaral/nagpaaral sa'min. Taong-bayan ang nagpapaaral. Seventy percent of each student's tuition ay sagot ng taxpayers.

AT! pinag-aral nila kami hindi lang para malaman ang iba't ibang properties ng minerals or ang buhay ng iba't ibang famous writers sa mundo. Pinag-aral nila kami para malaman ang tama sa mali, para maisip agad ang epekto ng isang "harmless" call sa isang COMELEC official ng isang incumbent DURING ELECTION PERIOD, at para i-demand ang accountability ng isang opisyal sa mga mambobobto at hindi lang basta magpadala sa sori-sori.

Pinag-aral kami hindi lang para maging kinabukasan ng bayan, kundi para may magawa kami NGAYON para sa nagpapaaral sa'min. Isang paraan ng pagtanaw ng utang na loob ang pag-iisip, pag-aanalisa, at pagsasatinig ng kawalan ng katarungan para sa mga nagpapaaral sa'ming wala nang panahong mag-isip kasi tatlo ang trabaho nila sa isang araw.

Sabi nga ng isang kaibigan: I rally because it's my responsibility to those whose money are shed for my education. It's my own little way of giving it back to them.

Rock to School Concert last Friday. Went with lovable cousins (who, by the way, got me free tickets), Paula, and Froy.

Of course, we all got ourselves high with Bamboo.

Gad. He's sooo... er, stimulating.  

Since Froy brought his Crosswing, we enjoyed some little gimmick-hopping.

Of course, Le Pavilion  (almost got our eardrums broken from this really annoying fan behind us. Get a grip, girl.)

Blue Wave. (para mag-CR.)

Baywalk!  (Hindi ko sasabihing naglakad-lakad lang kami doon at nagpatintero sa Ped Xing dahil wala na kaming pera.)

SVI.  (to visit Ate Cake and Kuya Mike's workplace.)

Metrowalk. Icebergs  (loved these really tasty country fries; found us a celebrity, Gabb from Qpids, I think) and Decades (hindi ko sasabihing hindi kami pumasok dito dahil may bayad.)

Roces' Decades (obviously, dahil may bayad sa Metrowalk, sa Roces kami bumagsak. little cousins got disappointed when they found out there wasn't a dancefloor for them to shake some booty.)

It's shameful to admit I just slept during the last stop.  Gad. Was so tired.

I'm getting old.