i'm interrupting the shallow nature of this blog to bring something which has been on my mind the last couple of days:

gloria, please resign.

i finally was able to listen to the tapes (yes, i'm pretty behind) last sunday and was lucky enough to listen to it while reading the transcripts. while the fact that cheating had been going on didn't really bother me (i KNEW there was some cheating happening, there always is) the blatant way in which it was being done saddened me a great deal.

i never really trusted gloria, from the time when she banked on her nora aunor look-alike pictures when she was campaigning for senator when i was in college up until she swore in as president immediately after edsa 2. i had hoped ANYONE but gloria would win, and i actually woke up early last may 2004 to cast my vote against gloria.

and now that every eddie, cory, and susan has his or her own idea about what should happen with our government, my greatest fear is that one day, i'd wake up and there'd be people power all over again.

the other day they featured on the news the junta government that some sectors wanted and i must admit it sent a chill through my spine, especially that part where they wanted to suspend the supreme court and replace it with their own version of a judiciary (paano na bar exam? nooooooooo!).

she's holding on so that democracy to prevail. she asked her cabinet to resign in order to replace them with people who will be "blemish-free" (take note that the president assigns these people out of faith and confidence in their abilities). she's blindly ignoring the call of the filipino people to hold on to power that she so gladly seized last 2000 from erap.

it's funny how she was thrilled with edsa 2 but now puts down people power as a "vice" of the filipino people.

the last couple of times god found me inside the church i prayed for the bar examinations. tomorrow, god'll find me inside a church again, but tomorrow, i pray for gloria to resign.

... and who thought all i needed was yet another pair of sexy stilettos

when i was working for THE university and we were required to look our perfect conservative best every single effing day, i longed for the day when i can wear t-shirt, jeans, and my favorite pair of sneakers. i counted the weeks, days, and hours until finally, i can stuff all my work clothes in one closet and say goodbye to them at least until i get a job again.

and then when the day came i bought myself lots of flat shoes and ransacked my aunt's closet for her old jeans, and began wearing sneakers and t-shirts ... and enjoyed it immensely until i realized that while i looked all of twenty years old, i also began looking as unsophisticated, well, as a normal 20 year old girl. (of course this comes with the caveat that some twenty year old girls nowadays don't look unsophisticated at all, but let's pretend we're dealing with the real world where twenty year old girls don't look sophisticated. think outside of greenbelt 3 and you know what i mean)

so yesterday, in spite of the fact that i've been telling myself that i don't need yet another pair of stilettos, there being no place to go to in stilettos, i ventured into the nine west sale and came out with a pair of beaded satin sandals with 3 inch heels. they were lovely, they were sexiful, and there was something about them that made them look hot with jeans. think hi-low dressing.

and so today, i got one of my nicer long-sleeved polo shirts, my "long legged" jeans, and slipped on my sexy stilettos. i sat a bit straighter, and smiled a bit wider, and learned more lessons that i ever did wearing my tshirts and sneakers, and got the best kind of compliment a girl can ever receive:

"you're losing weight"

*incidentally, one friend went as far as asking if i were seeing someone, most likely because of the sexiful new look.

in spite of the fact that the only make-up i understand includes cream blush and lip balm and my absolutely non-existent affinity for accessories, i'd like to think there's enough kikay factor in me. after all, there's the strong affinity for sexiful shoes, and the major addiction to bags (thanks UH for the fino sale alert!). there's also the occasional "beautiful underwear" shopping spree (bench body's underwire bras are nothing short of fabulous), something that my mom will be proud of. plus after major (and i mean MAJOR) goading from my aunt, i've finally learned to incorporate cleanse-exfoliate-moisturize in my daily routine.

and true to form, these things have managed to mask the fact that deep inside, i'm actually a geek.

but last night, after spending hours upon hours playing typershark and actually doing the various drills to increase my typing speed (65 WPM, baby!), i finally accepted that no amount of stilettos in your closet can ever change the nerd hiding within.

2 months to go...

... and i'm in major panic.

so what happens when you mistakenly believe that you've no bar review classes scheduled and you ended up missing two lectures on remedial law cases?

1. a trip to the province to enjoy lola's pampering and conversations with persons other than your brother.
2. first session of laser hair removal on the legs.
3. shopping, and buying a pretty decent outfit (capri pants and white shirt) for only 250 pesos.
4. finally satisfying that major craving for arroz caldo.
5. scoring a free facial from the dermatologist who did your legs.
6. lunch buffet at red crab with your constant date: your younger brother.

and most important of all? forgetting the prssure of the upcoming bar examinations for a while, and the fact that there's so much to read, so much to memorize, so much to wade through.