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my three hour exam is over. i did well. i had to focus on the basilikon doron instead of the eikon basilike, the one i planned out, due to the question requiring a text before 1642 instead of 1649 like it was supposed to say. i wanted to argue with it, but no one to revise the unfair question.
and then i met with an economist who was really nice but not terribly insightful about my swazi research. he helped a bit.
and then i was deflated and burned out after marathon studying so i watched i heart huckabees and loved it so much and curb your enthusiasm and that was funnier than i expected and a short film, a message from fallujah which actually made me shaky it was so effectively terrifying. there's a beheading scene that i didn't put together was coming and i've been all depressed about the war since then. not so much because of the beheading, but because of this dead little iraqi boy lying in the rubble with his arm blown off. crazy, i feel almost stupid for still being affected by the children affected by war thing. which is insanity because its disgusting not to be affected by the reality of dead iraqi baby bodies. and so now i am tired and grumpy about the state of the world and about being completely irresponsible when i only need to keep working hard until wednesday.
and then i met with an economist who was really nice but not terribly insightful about my swazi research. he helped a bit.
and then i was deflated and burned out after marathon studying so i watched i heart huckabees and loved it so much and curb your enthusiasm and that was funnier than i expected and a short film, a message from fallujah which actually made me shaky it was so effectively terrifying. there's a beheading scene that i didn't put together was coming and i've been all depressed about the war since then. not so much because of the beheading, but because of this dead little iraqi boy lying in the rubble with his arm blown off. crazy, i feel almost stupid for still being affected by the children affected by war thing. which is insanity because its disgusting not to be affected by the reality of dead iraqi baby bodies. and so now i am tired and grumpy about the state of the world and about being completely irresponsible when i only need to keep working hard until wednesday.