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Irritated and sick of my layout. Will update when I get another. If I get depressed looking at it, I'm assuming anybody taking a look would feel the same. LinktoComments('MANUAL 26') Comment

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I am swamped. It's finally my last semester of university and I made the mistake of taking an overload of credits just to graduate. I have barely had time for myself, much less time to update the blog. Apologies to anyone who actually stops by here every now and then and is disappointed at the lack of new posts. (wishful thinking) A lot has been happening on many different fronts but since I

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Hell hath no fury like when there is a severe power outage and you're left to toast in the heat for a good 12+ hours. It reminds you of how important some things are that we take for granted, namely electricity and airconditioning. It can also remind you of how sometimes too much electricity isn't good for anyone, we are a very spoilt population. When there is a power outage in Lebanon and it

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I've been up to my ears with exams recently, and I've finally managed to pack up my room and find my way back home only to be caught up with the intricacies of my wonderful family back home. I'm wondering now why I ever missed this. ;) At any rate, one more semester to go, and I'm planning on becoming a complete slob for 3 months or so, although the idea of a summer job has occured to me, but

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A friend of mine, who for the time being is to remain anonymous, recently wrote a paper for her Women's Studies class connecting religion and patriarchal societies throughout the entire world. The reason that I'm posting the paper, which was part of her exam for the semester is that I was curious to find out that the concept of a patriarchal society and religion is one that is found throughout

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In memory of my loving father, who was a great man, a loving husband and father, whose death left a gaping void in the lives of all who knew him. It's been a year since his death, although the shock and the chaos that were unleashed at the moment of his death have yet to abate. Our memories of him remain pure, our pride, and our appreciation for every valued moment that we spent with him. He

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Now the existance of swamps in Lebanon is a very common phenomenon, usually occuring during two months of the year, January and May. Accompanied with the formation of the swamps is the cry of the helpless creatures, known as students, at the sudden increase of their workload due to approaching finals and deadlines, two dangerous predators, that survive at the increased amount of stress and

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Human life, regardless of a nationality, race, or religion is not so easy to take. This is inhumane and animalistic to say the least. I'm ashamed of the fact that Islam or Nationalism can be taken to such an extreme. This is horrific, nauseating, and humiliating to say the least. It's an awful time to be an Arab, an even worse time to be a Muslim. If I could apologize on behalf of those

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It's been a while since I've actually taken a vacation. Since I've started college 4 years ago I've been going home and bumming every single time there is a break for Easter, Christmas, or any of the Eids. I'd be finishing university too late to manage to take a break with my sisters and my mother. The problem is that I've become completely anhedonic, and forgot what it's like to have a good time

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So it's official, I'm addicted to video games. I'm so distracted that I forget to answer my phone sometimes although it has such a high-pitched ringtone level that my neighbor can hear it and I can't. I should get help, or just permenantly dismantel my consoles and pack them away untill my final exams this semester are over. I just realized that whenever I'm happy, the first person I remember to

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Blecch, I hate Sundays... Have the day off tomorrow, but Sundays are awful because it's the end of the week, and Monday's are worse because they're the beginning of the week. Woke up to images of the Iraqi prisoners being tortured by American and British soldiers. That has got to be the most horrific start to a new day. Regardless of any racial slurs that are the result of this, and the

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Been surfing around the net early this morning, insomnia kicking in to the maximum, and I ran into a few Bahraini blogs. Considering the fact that most people in Bahrain are too apathetic to comment about anything or to attempt to change, or are just too lazy it was quite impressive. The first blog which is Mahmood's Den, has been around for quite sometime and I check it out every now and again,

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All I've been posting lately is articles that haven't been forwarded to me through a friend of mine, and they're generally articles criticizing Lebanon and it's people. It's an ok place, the problem is that I've been living here for too long and managed to develop and overly cynical attitude about it. I'm also stressing about exams and what not since it's finally my last year in university, and

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This is quite amusing actually. It's incredible the amount of coverage that this so-called phenomenon is getting. Viva "Sex and the City"! ;) Here goes: Preening at the mirror: The metrosexual thrives in Beirut With a couple of qualifications, the world's newest 'buzzword' fits Lebanese men In terms of cultural currency, some words just come into circulation and stick. Midway between street

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This is something that was sent to me by a friend. Ironically, it takes one visit to Beirut to figure out what it's really all about: appearances, having a good time, and showing it all off to the world. It's basically an adverse reaction to the war. Beirut... What a City Julia Stuart - The Independent It is Saturday night and the Porsche drivers turning into Monot Street don't notice the

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Long title... Trying to deal with my insomnia, I came across this blog... I've seen a shorter version of the flame on a GameFAQs Message Board but this one really had me smiling... Begin Quote: Auto-Flamer v2.0 activated Target: (insert target name here) Flame begins NOW: You have just demonstrated to the world that you are a(n) [ ] Clueless Newbie [ ] Disgrace [ ] "Me too"er [ ]

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Smelly cats, smelly cats... I'm in one of those moods... Been sick for the past few days, exams coming up after the weekend, going home on Friday... this is dumb... LinktoComments('MANUAL 12') Comment

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*begin rant* It's finally the weekend, and I have to sit at home and study because I have exams galore starting on Monday. I wonder what it's going to take to really push me over the edge. I'm very close. To top it all off, I have an extra session in MIS tomorrow of all days from 1:30 to 4:30, like I have the extra time to spare. I'm homesick and I'm exhausted and I miss my father. I've only

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*yawn* Im so tired that I'm spaced out.. What a wonderful way to begin a new post.. So my boyfriend has now officially declared me a CyberGeek. That makes me so proud! Hey, I'm not the one studying esophagital cancer! Hell, I dont' even know how to spell it. I miss him so much, he'd probably get away with it, and my masochistic streak will let him get away with saying anything if it's all in

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What's with the phrase "random thoughts"? I've been browsing around different blogs and web journal, and that phrase keeps coming up over and over again. It's "random thoughts" on this particular subject, and "random thoughts" of that particular person. Thoughts are anything but random and haphazard, if they were they would be called ideas. I think that is the general connotation of the word idea

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Something I read in "The Memoirs of Cleopatra" by Margaret George: " I commit these writings, a record of my days on earth. You must judge all the works of my hand and the worthiness of my heart - both the outer deeds and the inner being. I submit them to you, praying you to be merciful, saving my accomplishments, and the vedry memory of them, from the destruction of my enemies. Preserve my

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Been feeling quite a bit sorry for myself. Sometimes things just get too messy to handle, and I prefer to do just that, not deal with things at all. I've been trying to study for my incomplete make-up exams but I've been failing miserably. They're 3 subjects, each of which requires quite a bit of time and effort on my part to get into my seemingly thick skull. This is also augmented by the fact

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