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Before Midnight: Portia Ball 2015

It's that time of the year again, where I get to pretend I'm not a stressed-out law student and dress up like a high school senior who got asked out to prom by her crush. Only in this scenario, I'm technically the one who did the "asking out," and I'm classier than your average teenager by not being decked out in sequins, tulle, and whatever glitter's left on your 2nd-grade arts-and-crafts box.

The end of Portia Week means the annual Portia Induction Ball, and of course, the Boyfriend and I were more than happy to play the role of prim-and-proper couple even for a night. As I've already been inducted the year before, no required cotillion dance for us this year, which means we got to enjoy it as normal guests this time around. Louie and I love joking around that the Portia Ball is our pseudo-Oscars (or actually, Star Magic Ball, if we're gonna be honest and real jologs about it), and we're secretly thrilled going about running errands just to prepare for this thing: picking up a dress, buying new shoes, getting a new tie — the entire enchilada. We very much like getting into it, #sorrynotsorry. Hey, we like the escapism of it all! Can't blame the exhausted engineer and perpetually sleep-deprived law student.

And now, let the photo dump begin:

Stopped by a gas station somewhere along E. Rod to fix him up and take pictures

I brought along with me my Re, considering its above-average performance at Tryst (see previous post). It's a pretty solid camera for daytime, no doubt about it, but I was pleasantly surprised to find out that it's not too shabby at night too, considering that it had no flash. Hence, I decided it was a worthy companion for the night. Just look at these pics I took inside his car. Pretty decent considering the low-lighting, right?

This is as "action packed" as we can get so far for this action camera. Lol. We'll be sure to bring it along legit adventures next time. For now, the most thrill it's going to get is on the dashboard of his Toyota.

Filter: Gas station glow

Of course the night wouldn't be complete without some #fail on my part. Being the forgetful fish that I am (Dory is my spirit animal! What who are you? P. Sherman, 42 Wallaby Way, Sydney!), I forgot to charge the camera from Tryst. Well, I was promised a week-long battery life, okay! I took a few more pictures with my Re when we got to the venue but eventually relegated the photo-taking task to Louie's trusty phone to take over for the night.

Thank you, Nexus 5, for the wonderful pictures!

The 3-D Portians: Desiree, Kat, Chrissa, and Therese

It's funny how just a few years in law school have given me this awesome set of friends (and sisters!): we're all so different, yet we couldn't be more alike in all our crazies. I'm so lucky I have these girls to share my anxiety attacks and small joys with.

KARLIE & TAYLOR, aka Karla and Chrissa, aka #Khrissa :))
Don't you just love our colors? 

Doing my Magic Pose with Desiree!
Works every time!

Sophisticated and classy would be an understatement to describe the venue. We held our ball at Light of Love, somewhere near E. Rodriguez. Much like last year, it was an events place that had the romantic garden scenery down pat. Look at all those pretty lights! Our hall, aptly named "Integrity," had a large balcony out in the back, extending towards the huge trees and vast gardens. It was a really lovely place; quite the perfect setting for anyone's teenaged rom-com and/or Disney fantasies. (In my head, I'm having Princess Diaries / Tangled flashbacks.)

The 3rd Year sisses!

Being our true wacky and actually very jologs selves

<br /> Okay this is where I shall allow myself to be sentimental&nbsp;<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">—&nbsp;</span>if you're allergic to cheese, I suggest you skip this paragraph now! You have been warned! Scroll, scroooll, SCROOOOOOLL!

Okay this is where I shall allow myself to be a bit sentimental. I'm so incredibly fortunate to have this guy as my date. He's been such a patient, understanding, and caring man since Day 1, but most especially in the last few weeks leading up to this night. It's no secret that I'm still very much in shambles after what recently happened to my aunt. In fact, at some point, I almost didn't want to go to this Ball anymore, because I didn't like the idea of having fun so soon after someone's demise. It was Louie who reminded me that my tita wouldn't want me sulking (especially because of her) when I should otherwise be enjoying. She never liked it when I cried. And I knew she would've wanted me to glam up even for a night, especially since weeks before, when I was staying with her in the hospital, I showed her pictures of this dress. She loved it, and said it was so me. I went out last Sunday with the thought of how proud she would've been of the two of us, all cleaned up and pulling the whole thing off with the panache of primetime bidas ;) HAHAHA.

I'm super thankful to my mom and Tita Guada (papa's sister) for getting me through and helping me look this glam (Pagbigyan!) last Sunday. And to Louie, of course, for being the gentleman and awesome boyfriend that he is.

Louie has been more than just a boyfriend to me: he's been a great friend, support system, and partner. I'm glad to have someone like him who always knows what to say and do to make things better for me. This May, we're celebrating two years since our first official date. <i>Bilis!</i>&nbsp;But also, I get the feeling that, "What? 2 years pa lang?! It feels like I've known him forever!" :)) We always kid that we're such a "<i>loveteam</i>," and&nbsp;<span style="background-color: white; color: #545454; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 20.2222232818604px;">—</span>&nbsp;Kathryn Bernardo-comparisons not withstanding&nbsp;<span style="background-color: white; color: #545454; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 20.2222232818604px;">—</span>&nbsp;everyday I realize how true that is. We're real teammates. We make decisions together, we go through our problems together. We share in each other's daily defeats and small victories. But what I feel most grateful for is that he's just as weird as I am. I can't possibly think of anyone who is just as funny, quirky, and cray-cray. Buti na lang, hindi masyado halata when we dress up like this ;)

Watch out, KathNiel!

End #feels!

Alright, let's go back to the pictures now, shall we :)) 

3-D girls with our dates: Chrissa & Anton, Kat & Bien, Therese & Jio, and KBear & Lulu

With my Portia batchmate, Pia! 2013-B ♥
She's also an only child and a graduate of Creative Writing.

So incredibly proud of her since she competed abroad this year for moot!
Here she is with her date, RJ.

With my Murphy's Law Jologs Quiz Bee co-head, Vet! #tunaynajeje

Too bad I didn't get to have a picture taken with our guest of honor that night, LP Honey Oliveros, who was at her usual wacky, funny, but nonetheless dignified self. She is the chief of staff of Supreme Court Chief Justice Ma. Lourdes Sereno, who is also our sis. LP Honey reminded us of what it means to be a Portian  a woman of service, honesty, and above all integrity. Her anecdotes were laugh-out-loud hilarious, but not without a few morals behind them. It was a reminder of the long journey that awaits us outside Malcolm Hall. Being an excellent person isn't confined to the four walls of law school; in fact, the reckoning point will only begin once we step outside and find for ourselves our place in the world. I can only hope to look back on this night many years from now and finally be able to confirm for myself that yes, she was right. The road is long and the journey will be tough. But as we say, "All excellent things are as difficult as they are rare." In the end, it will all be worth it.

Capping off this post with more pictures of me and my weirdo-who-already-shaved-his-beard-o:

Not sure if serious or wacky (I think it's more of "attempting to be serious and ended up wacky")

As a parting shot, here is a gorgeous picture of the 3rd year Portians (with our dates), taken by one of the official photographers. 

Happy 82nd year, UP Portia Sorority! Thank you for the nights like this. :)