'Peace is his aim, his gentleness is such, And he love he loves, for he loves fucking much'
'A Satyr on Charles II'
you devious king.
i read blair's stepping down speech. it makes you sad that he's leaving - he's so clear and strong and good. or his speechwriter is. i listened to barack obama and concluded that he is also inspiring when he's not on oprah. if i had to guess now i think i'd vote for him. i'm fairly sure i wouldn't vote for clinton - if for nothing else because the presidency is getting super creepy - dad/son, husband/wife, in a row! and i'm more sure i won't vote republican, whatever the personalities. i'm not certain on that, but i think the UK has finalized my slow drift to the left. the race relations progression is a bonus. even if he does pull troops quickly and iraq descends into civil war, then i'm not so sure a new dictator would be such a bad thing for iraq no matter how much of an asshole that makes me. i'm fairly sure i don't believe democracy is possible with that kind of absence of political and economic infrastructure. everyone loves to shout about democracy for everyone, but i think my hierarchy of values still puts quite a few items like basic safety and stability above crippled baby democracy. i know there's a whole bundle of reasons why that's unfair, but it appeals to common sense.
the sun has so much mood-power.
i woke up and was saddened by how not close i was to being able to revise my essay for today's exam review and by how i kept falling asleep at noon after i worked for literally nineteen hours the day before (somehow still failing to write the essay i needed to).
but then i sat outside for an hour with lindsey and eileen to clear up any last minute confusions about our very hastily put together study abroad guide and the bright weather fixed everything.
i went home sat down and three hours later had all my research typed out and an 1800 word essay done - not baaaad. i wish so bad i could have a whole three hours to do nothing now, but i have to write the essay i didn't yesterday.
however, i did find out rochester isn't so bad and i like alexander pope - or at least the one long poem of his i have read :)
exams yuck - a year without them babied me.
however, amanda is a saint and helped me like crazy to get my research approval, my advisor finally wrote me an email that ended with 'I am so sorry' inside of harassing me!, and i'm going to do okay on my exam and then do okay on another then move out and relax for an entire week at oxford. relax/last minute research, but it sounds way better than this.
i am getting sad about leaving brighton :( how can it be over?! i just got here.....
i miss being all new-eyed at the beginning and coming home to an unfamiliar room and being sort of constantly aware and having so much time time time to do nothing and hang out. its surreal to stand at the conclusion of the story and know how all the teensy sub-plots of time worked out in the end.
you devious king.
i read blair's stepping down speech. it makes you sad that he's leaving - he's so clear and strong and good. or his speechwriter is. i listened to barack obama and concluded that he is also inspiring when he's not on oprah. if i had to guess now i think i'd vote for him. i'm fairly sure i wouldn't vote for clinton - if for nothing else because the presidency is getting super creepy - dad/son, husband/wife, in a row! and i'm more sure i won't vote republican, whatever the personalities. i'm not certain on that, but i think the UK has finalized my slow drift to the left. the race relations progression is a bonus. even if he does pull troops quickly and iraq descends into civil war, then i'm not so sure a new dictator would be such a bad thing for iraq no matter how much of an asshole that makes me. i'm fairly sure i don't believe democracy is possible with that kind of absence of political and economic infrastructure. everyone loves to shout about democracy for everyone, but i think my hierarchy of values still puts quite a few items like basic safety and stability above crippled baby democracy. i know there's a whole bundle of reasons why that's unfair, but it appeals to common sense.
the sun has so much mood-power.
i woke up and was saddened by how not close i was to being able to revise my essay for today's exam review and by how i kept falling asleep at noon after i worked for literally nineteen hours the day before (somehow still failing to write the essay i needed to).
but then i sat outside for an hour with lindsey and eileen to clear up any last minute confusions about our very hastily put together study abroad guide and the bright weather fixed everything.
i went home sat down and three hours later had all my research typed out and an 1800 word essay done - not baaaad. i wish so bad i could have a whole three hours to do nothing now, but i have to write the essay i didn't yesterday.
however, i did find out rochester isn't so bad and i like alexander pope - or at least the one long poem of his i have read :)
exams yuck - a year without them babied me.
however, amanda is a saint and helped me like crazy to get my research approval, my advisor finally wrote me an email that ended with 'I am so sorry' inside of harassing me!, and i'm going to do okay on my exam and then do okay on another then move out and relax for an entire week at oxford. relax/last minute research, but it sounds way better than this.
i am getting sad about leaving brighton :( how can it be over?! i just got here.....
i miss being all new-eyed at the beginning and coming home to an unfamiliar room and being sort of constantly aware and having so much time time time to do nothing and hang out. its surreal to stand at the conclusion of the story and know how all the teensy sub-plots of time worked out in the end.