My life is a complicated mess for its non-being.

When I took the purported entrance "exam" to law school - no one gets booted out, no matter how moronic, so go figure - I was thrown off by the item that asked me to write a short autobiography. My first thought was: how can an autobiography be short? And then, as a contradiction of sorts, my next thought had been: what on earth will I write about? I ended up with a semi-articulate, smart ass account of the mixed-up ideas I had. Thank God for impressionable idiots - I was told I got one of the highest "scores" in the "exam." (The "exam" mostly asked for opinions, and I don't know how opinions can be graded. That sums up majority of my law school experience, but that's another story.)

So you see, being the pompous ass that I am, it's difficult for me to just go the usual route and say, "My name is _____ and I am a _____." Perhaps it's because I'm not really anything, except alive so far. All the other roles seem to highlight the fact that I don't know much of what I have achieved, except that, for a non-native English speaker, I am occasionally articulate. (An Englishman once asked where I was from. I shot him a dubious look before blurting out: "Philippines." He laughed and said he knew that, but he was wondering if I had studied abroad. I told him I wished, and then admitted that I had no idea how much the company stocks were worth. His parting shot was, "Find that out. It could make us rich.")

And having said all that, I'm not even going to try. (I could be the Master of Digression, and that's my M.D.) There are things that need to be said. What I've said above aren't those.

Likes

• literature
• writing
• reading
• mushrooms
• airconditioner
• shakespeare
• sting
• daniel day-lewis
• u2
• rem

Dislikes

• humidity
• john grisham
• tom cruise
• work
• golf