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Archive for July 7th, 2011

Where: San Francisco, CA

A Perfect Day @ the Mission District.

Lunch at Pizzeria Delfina, Dessert from Bi-Rite Creamery (oh, don’t worry, I had a sorbet), and then gossip, music, people-watching at Dolores Park.

It was 80 degrees in San Francisco. The sky was a perfect blue. The sun brought out the colors and contrasts so brilliantly I had to blink a few times just to accept that something was that crimson of red, or someone’s eyes were that startling of blue.

I was meeting up with some classmates from the good ol’ Philippines. One of them lived in the City now, the other in Chi-Town, and yet the other in Singapore. Oh, how far we have flung. And how strong our bonds still tied us to continue with a friendship even after so many years and miles have separated us.

I ended up wearing a sheer silk off-white shirt with satin buttons from The Limited. The 3/4 sleeves even had little puffs at the end. It’s far more girly than I normally choose. It’s simple, but embellished with little details.

I wore a pair of cuffed khaki shorts from H&M.

And instead of flip-flops, I actually wore shoes. I told myself to wear cute little flats…but just could not bring myself to do so. I had to compromise with a pair of canvas sneakers from the Loft.

I then topped everything off with a little blue crochet fedora hat from Urban Outfitters. I love this hat which I bought in the middle of my Lenten No Shopping 40 Day Pledge. Yes, I failed…but the hat is worth my soul, don’t you think?

In the end, I didn’t really particularly care if I was hip or fashionable. I mostly cared that I didn’t stick to a t-shirt, or jean shorts, and flip-flops which would have been what I would have worn off the top of my head. I cared that I tried to dress more grown up (hello, silk top?) and that I wore shoes. I also cared that I accessorized (um, hats count, right?) and best of all, I was comfortable the whole day.

It’s a good place to start.

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A few days ago, I remembered that I had put my Life List on this website.

And I had the great opportunity of crossing a couple of things off that list. So, I decided to go ahead and Blog about those few things. First things first: Passing the Bar!!!

Yessss!

Finally.

Five days before Bar Results were released, my family got a terrible phone call from the Philippines. One of my mother’s sisters had fallen into a coma. It happened so suddenly: she complained of a headache, and within 2 hours of that statement she was non-responsive.

I felt the added pressure of passing the bar because my mother was already super stressed out with the news of her sister. I couldn’t fail now. If I did, it would break my mom into pieces. I didn’t care so much for myself as I did for her state of mind. I never once brought up that in a few days, the direction of my life for the next six months was going to be decided.

Add to that the fact that my father’s sister and her family was also scheduled to visit us for four days. There was even less time to worry about bar results. I ended up playing to guide for them, driving them through Yosemite for two days, hitting Stanford and shopping, and a day in San Francisco. All that while, I kept my smile and all my churning concerns to myself.

The day of the Bar Results was the day I took my aunt, uncle and cousin to Stanford. We walked through the picturesque campus (yes, it’s killing me to say that, but it’s unfortunately true) keeping up a cheerful chatter the whole day. CCop checked in on me the whole day, and there was a steady stream of well-wishers buzzed through my phone all day. Once, when CCop asked me how I was feeling, I sent him this picture of the Burghers of Calais.

LoL! Yeah, I really did feel the way they looked.

As 6 pm drew closer and closer, I got quieter and quieter. Luckily an old family friend had come to meet up with us and she could talk a mile a minute.

After walking around Stanford, we decided to go shopping. However, it was closing in on 6pm. Instead of telling my visiting relatives that I was going to look at my bar results, I told them I had to write an important email. So, off they went and I stayed behind in the car.

When 6pm hit, I went online (thank you HTC Evo and Sprint everything data plan!) typed in my file number and application numbers, and held my breath.

My file number matched. My application number matched. My full name appeared (yes, all four of them). And finally this statement below it:

The name above appears on the pass list for the February 2011 California Bar Examination.

I felt a slight light-headedness. I HAD to check again. and again. It took a while to sink in…but…

I PASSED.

Thank God.

One less thing to worry about. One less thing to stress over. Six months of my life taken back into my control. And that, of course…gets crossed off my life list.

whew.

And so, the next day when we went to San Francisco, I had the pleasure of being able to share good news with my family at what my brother’s gf ALin called my “Smarty Pants” dinner (See my shirt).

 

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