Finals

Ahh it's finally upon me. I have 2 hours and change to my first and last final this week. Amazingly I am actually jealous of people that have more than one final. Having only one simply leaves me with all the more time to contemplate moving, which I sincerely wish not to do. As much as I despise B'ham at times Seattle ain't looking much better at the moment. Maybe I'm being cynical (who me?) maybe I just don't want to move again with my mum in less than 3 months, maybe I've just finally lost it. Not sure.

At least my paper got turned in. The analysis is crap, but I think I started to prove some of what I wanted to. This project is so big it's tempting to try and turn it into my research project for my MA when I head to London. If I was really lucky I could interview some Serb Orthodox priest, and some real live people. There's gotta be at least a few in London. Something to ponder while I prep for my test and get my portfolio finished off.

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I don't think there is a way not to sound incredibly stupid on job applications. I really want this job with the Red Cross, but it seems like everything I write comes out horridly pat and false-sounding. Maybe I'm being to critical. At least they gave a nice reasonable limit of 300 words for the questions. That's too short to let me dig myself into any REALLY big holes. At least I'm almost done.


"bread and wine, bread and wine, your heart ain't nearly as empty as mine"

Damn the Cowboy Junkies are cool. Everyone should listen to them