Isinuento naman ang huna sa 2007 bar exam ang kanita nilang sakritiso at inspirasyon para makapasa.
Ito ang Weekend Report, the Clared of Things.
2-0 ang paghantan dinawa ng Mercedita Ono o Menchi para sa bar exam.
Six and a half days a week.
Six to nine hours addition na gareview.
Pero ngayon nag-number one pa siya sa bar, iba naman ang pinagahandaan niya.
I have to get married next year.
Balang na nilang lumagay sa tahimit ng long time boyfriend niyang accountant.
Nasi Karlo Saguwa naka-classipan niya sa UP ng college.
Abutlangit din ang sayang ni Karlo para sa nakamit ng girlfriend.
Sinodon niyaraw kasi ang pag-begay suporta kay Menchi.
Loong nag-bobar siya.
Ako yung tagakawa ng lootit sa umaga, tapos sa gabi.
3 am yan.
Tapos sa gabi dinawa siyang food.
Tapos pinapalisking mga maingay sa corridor sa hotel.
Para sa mga top matchers na ito, tamang preparasyon ay atasal at suporta mula sa mga malta buhay
ang cuti rawa sa paguntaya.
Sige, ludo pinamig lieno wornig.
She wants what they've got
She skates where the ice fills
On and on, we keep going
Crowding lights, subway cars
On and on to the beat of our noisy hearts
Our hearts
She was her mother's secret
She was Daddy's girl
She brought weekend boys home in our cars
She said my love has a feeling
Come on, touch my skin
They all think I'm easy
I'm easy, cause I let them live
On and on, we keep going
Crowding lights, subway cars
On and on to the beat of our noisy hearts
Seems like yesterday
When you previously wedded me to the other day
On and on to the beat of our noisy hearts
I was quite dispensable
The beat of everything was quiet
On and on to the beat of our noisy hearts
But today God seemed to care
For us to accept the dream invitation
Because you were my Christian
I was my Christian
I was my Christian
She said, pick up the phone
Cause I need to get more alone
And your voice drives me
I promised to be always there for you
When you need me
In your days with such a shadow
To be your one and only child
To encourage you, to have courage
It's on and on to the beat of our noisy hearts.
On and on, we keep going, we're crowded like subway cars.
On and on to the beat of our noisy hearts.
It's on and on, we keep going, we're crowded like subway cars.
On and on to the beat of our noisy hearts.
