Moravcsik's Intergovernmentalism and Its Critiques need a couple of Mutual Defense Treaties to go against the aggressive collective self-defense mechanism of ISE students.

Hfrntrdghptmnrrrrr.

Revision condition malfunction and a 95% chance for a française future? Hm. Is that a curl upon the straight line of her features? Oh. OH.

I'd rather stop ranting. Let's just Blogthings this away. Haha.

( Oh sudden the happy in one swift ding. )

Seconds and zoomzooms.



Gaaah there's quite a lot of math in this entry. That's just scary.

It is time to hang a man's face now, by the right side of the screen.

( The Magical Personality Quiz quiz results  )

Nrr. I think I might submit a story to Dean Alfar's Philippine Speculative Fiction Vol. 3 book. I don't know. I have an underdeveloped concept and about a month to write a story, but there's a certain voice inside my head telling me to keep going. The voice sounds like Dave Grohl, oddly. A couple of years ago my conscience, I think, took on the accent of some British woman, probably a rip-off of Margaret Thatcher. (Haha. I think I can hear people retorting, "You have a conscience?!?" and then fainting on the wet ground, then floating upwards at the realization that the grounds are flooded.)

Neh. I'm not sure. I better start before the self-pity gene kicks in again.

There's also an Umbridge voice trying to fight off the achies in my head. Right now I sound like a boy when I talk. I know it's not that unusual since I do have my I-might-have-an-Adam's-apple-after-all moments, but gaaaah, it's like I'm being choked (hm, not a bad situation now that I think about it) from the inside – go figure. Still, I'd rather not open my mouth to speak. Some surreal man-specie might crawl out of my larynx and tell me that he's going to take over my life from then on. Aaak.

Oh yes, I am now eternally grateful because we don't have classes tomorrow. The Umbridge voice needs time to possess order, and maybe a decent dose of cough syrup too. Eep, it's trying to force me to get a strawberry-flavored one aaaaaaaaaaghhhhhhhhhhh

Gulp.

Taking a break from revision.
I am incredibly slow, because this story's oldoldld.
Gaaaah. Deadline in about 13 hours. I am not satisfied with what I've done.
¬_¬

Despite that, I am trying out a dose of Optimism. Does anyone else get their required intake? They have it in pills and syrup, you know. You can buy it at your local make-believe drugstore.

Yes, Failure, I need to take a step towards seeing you in a different light - in actual light.

This is probably because my dad's Tuesdays with Morrie-ish speeches are getting more frequent. I hope they make my mom feel better, at least. The lump in her throat worries me.

*gulps down the aformentioned serum*

Blech. Who knew the taste of Optimism wasn't really all strawberries and cream?

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Your Superpower Should Be Invisibility

You are stealth, complex, and creative. You never face problems head on. Instead, you rely on your craftiness to get your way. A mystery to others, you thrive on being a little misunderstood. You happily work behind the scenes... because there's nothing better than a sneak attack! Why you would be a good superhero: You're so sly, no one would notice... not even your best friends Your biggest problem as a superhero: Missing out on all of the glory that visible superheroes get

( Bl-ah. )

Conquered.
(sort of)


Let us wait for their attack, Rizal! We shan't proclaim defeat!


And now I am actually . . . bored. (o_o)
It's that, or my brain has merely considered itself inept after a long battle with reason.
I need to feed this uncontrollable longing to buy books. GAH. It'd be better if I actually had any money. Ah well.

Currently, I am reading Ornery Boy, a webcomic. It iz a berifun. Good zombie-lurving funnnn. Hahaha.

Other than that, I am organizing my Yahoo Mail messages into folders. Wow. To think this is only my first day of "summer vacation."
Okay, you can all laugh at me now. Whee.

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Last night I received some messages through LimeWire. I didn't really know it was possible, but thanks to that, my propensity to detest the human race has escalated (hence this post's title).

The person "said":

84.13.65.58: heya
84.13.65.58: hows you

I didn't bother replying, of course. Other than the reason that I was busy revising my story, I found it pointless to communicate with this being. I know I'm not exactly all that smart, but to me this is disturbing.

Also, this morning, another occurrence made me realize how uneducated our country really is. I got woken up by a text message more upsetting than what I got last night:

(I won't post the cellphone number anymore. It might further humiliate the person.)

"Hay ken ubemay text met," s/he said.

And just now, I got another one from the same anonymous sender:

"Hay po."

Hrnf. At least this one has the slightest inkling of capitalization.
Or maybe s/he uses that automatic feature on the phone.

Whatever's the case, it depresses me. But what can I do?
I'd rather be practical and not reply, foregoing the chance to correct these persons' grammatical issues. Ah well.

I guess it's your problem, human race, because I no longer want to make it mine.



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My name using Egyptian Hieroglyphs!

Try your name

Script by thejackol.com.

It looks . . . boring. Fits my mood. Hahahaa.



Questions over questions.
[x] Pick up the nearest book and write a sentence at random from it : 'Now,' the mortician said. [from "The Little Book of Horrors"]
[x] Do you like having your picture taken? : Hell no.
[x] Ever bought a CD for just one song? : Nope. What a waste of money. There's always LimeWire. ^-^
[x] Do you read your horoscope? : Haha. Yep.
[x] If you could only talk to one person online, who would that be? : Hmm...Edgar Allan Poe. :D

( The rest of the Meme )

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Heh. Whatever. Here.

Comment annoymously and ask me anything you want. I will answer all of the questions in my next post. After you've asked me all of your questions, put this in your journal so I can ask you questions.

From meme_gallery.

Because now is not my time for philosophical and insightful contemplations.


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Greetings, fellow Earth-dwellers. You owe me your guts.



Ah well. I needed something different to start this post with, rather than "I'm done with my final exams ZOMG! It's SUMMMERRRRRR!"

Haha. That's so lame.



Hmpf. I'm probably going to take the same exam when I repeat that class next year anyway. I drew so much blanks on that that I could swear I created a three-dimensional answer to the monopolist graph. Foreign exchange, where did you enter the picture?!


Other than that, I gained P150 today because of the class experiments' monetary incentive. Haha. It was from our professor's own pocket too. Woot. What a wonderful-la-dee-da Friday the 13th it is.



There's still my pending revision though. I can't feel summer-y yet (when did that ever happen anyway?), and I don't really want to feel summer-y. Haha. I'm going to bum around again, like a preparation for what I'd probably end up as after graduation. Damn. Such high hopes.

So come Sunday/Deadline, I'd still be burning our electric bill by staying up late trying to fix my story. I don't see much promise in it though, since the scenes I keep thinking about can't seem to tie themselves together. Grar. Let's work that out. Get me some rope and some aspirin.

Advil? Haha. No.
Anvil = way better.



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My brain requires me to squeeze out some remnants of the "selective distribution policy" first. I seem to have lost control of my tools today. I was really headache-y after the exam. Hahaha.

( Dante's Inferno Test and Metasymbology: My Sun Card: The Ace of Spades )


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( Free writing exercise for the cogs and screws in my brain )



Wow. That actually made me feel better. (o_o)

. . .

In some ways, it sounds so wrong.
But then again, it's connected to Elphaba of Wicked, izzitnot?
XD

( And who do you think got mouse-clickety-happy with the Quote-conjurer thinggeh? and some other name-generator stuff. )


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A Happy Pill for you, Neobie.
All those long, tortured nights of research and YM conferences for a group paper
Amounts to the first letter of every line in this section.


:D



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One more then there, then more.

Ah. How convenient.

I don't feel like doing anything, but look who's still breathing.

Now I merely lurk. I've just undergone reviewing part of our lessons for one of my final exams so I pretty much need to drabble to let these data settle. I can't believe Mozart's 7th Symphony just played on my playlist. I didn't know I had that. Haha.


And:
Is the significance of a drop as evident as my aversion?
Hahahahahahahahahaha.
Declining!
We have lift-off.
whee.




Does anyone know I'm around?
Blogthings does!

Your Psyche is Violet

You are spiritual, intuitive, and serene. People trust you to rescue them from bad situations, and you usually come through. While you are quite enlightened, you find that your path is very lonely. When you are too violet: you can't connect to ordinary life or ordinary people When you don't have enough violet: you lack wisdom and can't learn from the past

Your Expression Number is 8

Driven and ambitious, you have the potential to reach great things. You're both good with money and good at getting things done quickly. You are an excellent leader and a great judge of character. Full of energy and confidence, you undertake projects that seem impossible. Dependable and determined, you are able to understand the bigger picture. Even if you are not in a position of power right now, it will fall to you. At times, you can be very materialistic - and obsessed with status and power. While this isn't always a bad thing, you sometimes take it to the extreme. In order to be truly happy, you must balance the material and spiritual in your life.

What Your Soul Really Looks Like

You are quite expressive and thoughtful. You see the world in a way that others are blind to. You are a very grounded, responsible, and realistic person. People may not want to hear the truth from you, but they're going to get it. You believe that people see you for how you are, not how you look. But deep down, you know that's not exactly true. Your near future is all about change, but in very small steps. The end of the journey looks far, but it's much closer than you realize. For you, falling in love has never been easy. You can only fall for someone who is very patient and persistent.

And we've come to invade your turf with an outbreak of consequences, an epidemic of quiz upshots!

( The results aren't so surprising anymore. Bah. )

I found something I wasn't supposed to, aided by a couple of letters from the alphabet. But then again, I consider it my right to actually find it since mine was discovered as well. Although this unearthing of such a collection would, I dare say, put me in a position that is as unfavorable as expulsion from the dominion of ideas. Or maybe that too. However, it is in revelation of this discovery that would definitely constitute to mindless torment and the vociferous purr of a "secret organization." Pose. I would prefer if you don't run me over with an automobile, or compel your Middle-Earthen canine to speak in public. Does 'full' equate to 'slumber'? I would like to know, but I'm posting it as rhetorical.

Haha. It just gets more thrilling that way. (°_°)


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Damn explosive phlegm-balls.
I'm supposed to catch up on my sleeping hours, but they won't let me.
Crud. I hate having a weak immune system.

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You Have a Melancholic Temperament

Introspective and reflective, you think about everything and anything. You are a soft-hearted daydreamer. You long for your ideal life. You love silence and solitude. Everyday life is usually too chaotic for you. Given enough time alone, it's easy for you to find inner peace. You tend to be spiritual, having found your own meaning of life. Wise and patient, you can help people through difficult times. At your worst, you brood and sulk. Your negative thoughts can trap you. You are reserved and withdrawn. This makes it hard to connect to others. You tend to over think small things, making decisions difficult.

Mmmhrm. ?_?

( More Kwiz Results )

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Emoticons: (from Wikipedia)

d^_^b - listening to music

@-_-@ - Princess Leia

(///_v) - EMOticon (ahahahahahahahaaaaaaaaa!)

`(•.°)~ - It's drugs.

m(>.<)<==|mO - knife suicide (bwahahahahahaha! who comes up with these things?!?!)

<>_<> - alien face

fO_o - scratching head

( ~^_^)~ - dancing

(9ò_ó)=@ - fighting, throwing a punch (aka Pacquiao...hehehe)

Q(^.^Q) - winner

d-(^_^)-b - thumbs-up

q(-_-)p - thumbs-down

(ρ_-)o - sleepy/rubbing eyes

¯\(°_o)/¯ - dumbstruck

("\(.:...:.)/") - Monster with claws. Usually followed by "RAWR!!!"

><((((º> - fishy

(^,,^) - vampire smiley

(f-_-)f - Zombie

and what I'll be doing when I wake up at dawn later.....

( ._.)ø - writing


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I can't work with you in broad daylight, dear. But Time's just not passing by the way I want it to. Smellyalater. :|


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