Throwback Multiply: Bar 2007 Memoirs

If you have been on the interwebs since early to mid-2000, then you surely have a Multiply account, and you must know now that Multiply is going the way of Friendster and is closing down their social network aspect effective December 1, 2012. Since my Multiply has been witness to my early photography as well as my (best) angsty blog posts (wrote about heartbreak, the Bar and job-hunting there), I've been downloading my content. The blog has been exported to a private blogspot while the photos are taking time to download thru Multiply's downloader because of the 1MB plus sizes of some. To download content, log in to your Multiply, go to My Site, then below your name and profile picture are the links "Download Media", "Export to Blogger" and "Export to Tumblr."

I can't believe it's been five years since I took the Bar - and it has gone through a lot of changes, i.e., multiple choice questions, moved to November then now October, moved the venue to UST. In the spirit of Bar fever, I'm sharing my Multiply Bar memoirs. 

#Johnny

Hubby and I stayed up late last night to watch JOHNNY: The Juan Ponce Enrile story on ABS-CBN. JPE's life is very interesting, I always thought he was born rich because he is a mestizo. JPE grew up poor, was taunted a bastard (he had a different father from the siblings he grew up with), was stabbed by guys over a lady, became a guerilla during the war and was tortured by the Japanese. After the war, his father found him and JPE said all he asked from his father is a "good education." I also did not know until now that Armida Siguion Reyna is his half-sister.

Of course the story gets a a little "hazy" during the Martial Law years because, well, I just don't know. I was a wee child when Ninoy was assassinated and I vaguely remember the Ninoy Fever. To me, anything related to Marcos seemed "bad". So I found it hard to shake off doubts when JPE absolved himself of any wrongdoing during the Martial Law.

I digress: curiously, the documentary made me miss my lolos - I wish I knew their stories. My paternal grandpa was the more talkative one but he died when I was only 9. My maternal died when I was 18, but he stayed mostly in the barrio and was quiet when he had a stroke. I will never forget though that he taught me and my brother the cha-cha while we were scrubbing our sala floors with a bunot. Our elders, especially those who lived through the war, have fascinating stories to tell and I regret not hearing my grandparents' versions.

Arm Parties

We see fashion bloggers nowadays with their wrists bogged down with a jumble of bracelets. They call 'em arm parties or arm candy. I like accessories - in college and law school, I used to wear long and funky earrings. Nowadays though, I've taken to wearing pearl studs to look lawyerly. But I miss accessorizing, and I can easily slip off bracelets if needed.

I discovered Sepa Accessories Cebu through a fashionista's Instagram.



The two sets of bracelets arrived via LBC in a gift-wrapped box - love that touch! Dianne was so easy to text with, she replied even if I texted her close to midnight hehe. Planning to mix up the sets though - can't wait to wear them tomorrow. Find your own arm party with Sepa - http://www.facebook.com/pages/SEPA-accessories-cebu/