.:Today's LSS:.

Gwen Stefani has such a catchy song...

Rich Girl
by Gwen Stefani feat. Eve

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
[2x]

If I was a rich girl (na, na....)
See, I'd have all the money in the world, if I was a wealthy girl
No man could test me, impress me, my cash flow would never ever end
Cause I'd have all the money in the world, if I was a wealthy girl

Think what that money could bring
I'd buy everything
Clean out Vivienne Westwood
In my Galliano gown
No, wouldn't just have one hood
A Hollywood mansion if I could
Please book me first-class to my fancy house in London town

All the riches baby, won't mean anything
All the riches baby, won't bring what your love can bring
All the riches baby, won't mean anything
Don't need no other baby
Your lovin' is better than gold, and I know

If I was rich girl (na, na...)
See, I'd have all the money in the world, if I was a wealthy girl
No man could test me, impress me, my cash flow would never ever end
Cause I'd have all the money in the world, if I was a wealthy girl

I'd get me four Harajuku girls to (uh huh)
Inspire me and they'd come to my rescue
I'd dress them wicked, I'd give them names (yeah)
Love, Angel, Music, Baby
Hurry up and come and save me

All the riches baby, won't mean anything
All the riches baby, won't bring what your love can bring
All the riches baby, won't mean anything
Don't need no other baby
Your lovin' is better than gold, and I know

[Eve]
Come together all over the world
From the hoods of Japan, Harajuku girls
What, it's all love
What, give it up
What (shouldn't matter [4x]), what
Come together all over the world
From the hoods of Japan, Harajuku girls
What, it's all love
What, give it up
What (shouldn't matter [4x])
What happened to my life
Turned upside down
Chicks dat blew ya mind, ding, it's the second round
(Original track and ting, mmm)
You know you can't buy these things (no)
See Stefani and her L.A.M.B., I rock the Fetish people
You know who I am

Yes ma'am, we got the style that's wicked
I hope you can all keep up
We climbed all the way from the bottom to the top
Now we ain't gettin' nothin' but love

If I was rich girl (na, na...)
See, I'd have all the money in the world, if I was a wealthy girl
No man could test me, impress me, my cash flow would never ever end
Cause I'd have all the money in the world, if I was a wealthy girl

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na

.:On Plagiarism:.

It's funny, really.

Almost a year ago, I wrote a paper on what should be done about online plagiarism. While I think the paper was far from perfect and I could possibly have misinterpreted some points about the WIPO Copyright Treaty of which the Philippines is a signatory of, it will do good to mention that one of the people who helped me write the paper was a lawyer, Ms. Connie, owner of http://www.houseonahill.net.

With that being said, you can imagine my indignance when that very same person got plagiarized in an online forum. Of all people to get plagiarized, it had to be the person who helped me in my search for material against plagiarism.

While I still found the whole practice to be deplorable, I still found humor in it, if only for the fact that given how Ms. Connie is a lawyer and she helped me find a lot of information that I needed in my paper against online plagiarism, that simply means that she is the last person you'd want to plagiarize.

And yet people still don't get it.

It's not the writer's responsibility to check up on you from ripping him or her off. I looked into that forum where Ms. Connie was plagiarized, and I was appalled at how some of the other members had the gall to lash out at her, as though it were her fault that she got plagiarized. It's like those rapists who are shameless enough to blame their victim for dressing too sexy, or for being in a dark place late at night. The logic escapes me, really.

Personally, I'm not too worried about getting plagiarized. My writing style is fairly recognizable, and my brand of poetry/short story/essay writing is likewise easy to spot, and my topics tend to give away my identity. Moreover, I've practically displayed my answers to thesis statements for oral examinations in the past, and that's probably the only intellectual property I cannot tolerate being ripped off from me verbatim. The fact that both the Theology and Philosophy faculties of ADMU are aware of my weblog's existence and my thesis statement answers safeguards me from students who'd use my answers as more than a study guide.

Still, the moment you hear about a guy not named me who used to like Chinese girls but is now swearing them off in favor of Korean girls, let me know. That'd be a laugh and a half.

.:Bonda... Err... Bonding:.

I've known Cecille Lao for about three years already, and yet I never really got to talk to her the way I managed to last night. Consider it my first official "bonding" session with her, really.

I was just telling her about how certain things in my life recently turned out, and it was interesting how she managed to talk here and there about bits and pieces of her life. Nothing heavy, really. Just a nice show of differences between our respective points of view on relationships, as she was clearly too scared to get into another one anytime soon, and too jaded to believe it's worth it. I, on the other hand, feel that it's worth it, but I need to clear the air before doing anything potentially life-changing.

Nonetheless, it was a very good conversation, considering how short it was. I'm glad I got to talk to her for a short while.

.:Accidental Recitation:.

And so, Dr. Ibana was in Ethics class, asking about Max Scheler. The funny thing was, when he asked a question nobody was answering, I was telling one of our students what the answer was. Dr. Ibana heard it.

Oo. Nagtutunggali ang mga pagpapahalaga natin. Sino ang nagsabi nun?

I sheepishly raised my hand, and the class laughs, realizing that only the teachers in the class knew the answer. Dr. Ibana then dismissed it as an "emergency button" for me to answer when nobody else can.

And yes, it was funny that my Levinas classmates were hoping to see one of my students in the class... too bad they didn't make it.

.:Veggie Food:.

Had lunch at a veggie restaurant today. Veggie Kare-kare was actually weird, although the real recipe does have a lot of vegetables to begin with. However, their bagoong was also veggie, so it was a bit odd-tasting...