The Other Side of the Bar Exam...

stressful????????????????? NOPE!!! It was fun, with new friends around...

EGI Towers... behind the BAR 2008

The roomates, the intruder....

Pics were taken around 2AM....

EGI Towers... behind the BAR 2008

We shared 1 bathroom, 1 bedroom sometimes. We have our own table in the hallway of EGI. My study-buddy is Jihan. We order Pancit Guisado at 2AM.... sleepless nights. Worried, yet excited! But hey, look at their faces... would you believe it that they're really stress of the bar exam? I don't think so...

And the room I was sharing with Jessica and intruder Harriet...

Stop Counting

October 6, 2008

I lost track counting the days I was in my homeland. Now, am home! I miss Jolibbee, Mings, Victoria Corazon and all the new friends I met during my 3 month stay in the Philippines.

Goodluck to all the barristers, see you next year for the oath taking.

90 Days Apart

July 8, 2008

90 Days Apart

Still cramming - my luggage exceeded the weight limit of 70lbs per luggage. So I have to pull-out some stuff. All the chocolates and other pasalubong have to be taken-out. My personal effects too, but not my law books. They are the prime reason why I have to go back.

The sadness we felt the night before my flight have to be set aside because we have to rush. I left a mess in the house.

We drove to JFK International Airport , for almost 2 hours with minimal traffic along the way.

So, it’s time to say goodbye. I asked my husband to leave because I don’t want to see him at the departure area. I don’t know if Tom really left or if he is still there because as I never looked back.

Now I understand what the feeling of being away from your spouse. It’s not the sexual thing, although it is a biological need. It’s deeper than that.

Ahhh, can’t wait to be back home in the Garden State with my “own family.”

91 Days Apart

July 7, 2008

Crammmmming! That’s normal for me. Just as usual, I am not yet done packing my luggage. I should not exceed the baggage weight limit, but when I weigh my luggage its 90lbs….. Yes, 20lbs heavier. So I have to unpack and repack over and over again. Hard to decide which one to keep and bring it home (“home? You are home hon, this is your home” – oh yeah!) But what I mean is “mauli ako sa harong” and harong means home – the usual translation barrier….

When I booked my flight 3 months ago, I was so excited! Excited and happy that soon I will be with ‘home’ with friends and family though a bit skeptical of the barex (Whew, a Tom will always say “hon, your priority is the barex”) and the COST $$$ involve.

Most of my officemates would say “What, you’ll be gone for 3 months alone? Your husband seems to be a nice guy huh…” Then I would say, “I wouldn’t be out there for vacation. I have to be there for the barex.” Well, yeah!

So, the day before my flight is one of the worst days in my life. I do feel Tom’s sadness that even him said that “honestly hon, I don’t want you to go ….(pause)…… but what can I do. You have to take the bar. Just let me know if you change your mind.”……….. See, it’s hard to leave alone. The guilt feeling rushed into my adrenalin, but again, I have to do this.

This is the first time in our 2 year marriage that we will be apart for 3 months. Nah, I hate to say this but boy, I love him that much!

So goodnight folks and join me in this 91 days apart…

Leaving...

Mix emotion, excited yet sad!
(will continue later, have to finish packing. I'll be leaving tomorrow morning back to the Philippines!!!)....

Stay tune....