Posts Tagged ‘finals’

Taking Law of Global Warming is really disheartening.

I want to save the planet and be a good citizen of the Earth, but after going through the last 14 weeks of class and writing my (simulated) recommendations to Todd Stern (Special Envoy to Climate Change in the US State Department) for COP16 of the UNFCCC, I just feel like the planet cannot be saved.

It’s a great notion.

But I think that’s all it’s ever going to be. Politics just ruins the crap out of moral intentions. But that’s reality. I’ve always been a subscriber of the realist notion that the world works based on a distribution of power. It’s a zero-sum game out there. When there’s a taker, someone’s gotta give.

Thus, even in dealing with carbon emissions, it’s all about a market and who gets how many credits to keep on polluting. It’s about whether third-world countries are willing to commit to something that would stunt their politico-economic growth. And it’s about alliances. Who can convince whom to do what and in exchange for what? If the U.S. goes and sits in a room with China and Sudan and gets them onboard with Copenhagen…that should be a good thing, right? But then, where is the transparency in the entire transaction? Why the closed doors?

Oh well.

Being the realist that I am, I understand how things work and I know that what is necessary must be done to accomplish the goal. I even understand the continued protection of coal and oil industries even as the country purports to move towards renewable energy sources. It’s done because they have the power to do this. In a realist world, change or the lack thereof always originates from a place of power. Only something more powerful could upset the balance.

Where is Captain Planet when you need him?

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Transporter Fanfic

Title: Complications

Summary: Frank Martin hated complications. A glimpse into what made Frank the way he is.

Author’s Note: Because this is so much better and easier than writing for law school.


Frank Martin lived by a set of rules.

Rules were clear. Rules were rational. Rules were about knowing what was at the beginning, the middle and, definitely what was at the end. Rules meant that there would be no surprises.

Rules were meant to be broken.

He pitied the men who lived by that careless aphorism. Frank smirked mirthlessly, his slate gray eyes remaining cold. Not his rules. When he was doing his job, he only lived by three cardinal rules.


When the deal is made, no detail can be altered or renegotiated—not for any price. It was a simple rule, meant to keep everything precise, preclusive, and predictable. All t’s crossed, all i’s dotted, all scenarios envisioned and pre-planned. All possibilities anticipated and covered. This rule kept him alive.

Rule 2: NO NAMES

If he didn’t know, he couldn’t tell. If he couldn’t tell, he couldn’t be indicted. End of story. There was also the matter about how knowledge had a way of complicating the simplest matters. If he didn’t know, he couldn’t be asked to make judgments. He was just the transporter, a middle-man hired for his skills behind the wheel. Nothing more, nothing less.


Just as simple and as rational as Rule 2. All it required were cold discipline, plenty of discretion, and maybe a touch of disregard. After all, if he didn’t know, there was no way he could care. (more…)

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Marital Property Final today.

It’s really not that complicated. I keep telling myself that. Watch me muck up all the dates and formulas for calculating Community Property or Separate Property shares.

As I’ve told @sigh and Eon before, “People should just not get divorced.”  It’s just too complicated. And if they can’t NOT get divorced, then they people should just not get married.


So help me God.

**Edited post-final:

My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?

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Today, I opened my eyes and saw Winter.  (Last night, I didn’t close my blinds — don’t worry, we live too high up for anyone on the streets to see into the apartment, and my window faces empty air).  I wanted to b!#ch and moan and lament the loss of sunshine.  Oh, so perfect for finals…dreary.  Blah.  But really, I just couldn’t.

I love winter.

In the Philippines, there’s no such thing as winter.

So whenever Winter rolls around, I’m always giddy.  There’s something about the crisp cold wind, the heavy clouds, the bare trees, and the black-and-white starkness of the world that really appeals to me.  Maybe it’s because it’s like looking at the world like it was a black-and-white photograph.  It’s just starker, the details either standing out or blending it.  I just think it’s more evocative.

And then there’s snow. In the Philippines, there is no snow.

Snow remains a joyous miracle to me. Yes, I’m sure it’s ridiculously inconvenient for a lot of people who live in areas that get snowed in a lot.  I understand that driveways have to be shoveled, there’s ice on the sidewalks, and possibly frizzy hair, too.

But c’mon! This kind of stuff doesn’t happen in central part of the world! It’s special!

Plus, snow allows for such fun things as snowboarding, cross-country skiing, snowmobiling, snow angels, snowmen, snowball fights, sledding, dogsledding, and um…tobogganing.

Plus, the fact that my body just tends to run warmer. I think I was made for the cold, despite being born and raised in a tropical country. I would rather be cold anyday than be hot.  I am the one who would rather NOT be under the sheets, or who kicks off the blankets, I would rather blast AC and will probably be the last person to turn the heater up.  I am my own personal heater, haha!  So winter allows me to be comfortable in my own skin.

It’s really simple.  I just love Winter.


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When I was a kid, we used to feel sorry for all the kids who were in the “remedial” classes.  Remedial Reading. Remedial Math. Remedial Chinese…

Today, I’d like to be in Remedial Remedies, please.  I don’t care if the cool kids are laughing at me.  Thank you.

If only.

If only that were true for my remedies final.

oh, F@ck me sideways.


Yeah. Iz ded.

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Wraparound Mortgages. What did I really know about them?
And why refer to issues by cases? Why not ask about the issue itself?!?! Mofo.

Ultimate fail.

I’d be lucky if i got half right.

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