Oral assignment completed...

Hehe, that sounds like some cheap 80's robot porn or something.



I got an 8. Normally that would lead to me being very dissapointed in myself indeed, getting less than a 10 in a subject i really like. but no so this time. I tried some fairly complex reasonings out for this one, incorporating a lot of texts, ones not necessarily linked to my subject, and pulled it of. I just fucked up my conclusion completely.

Which means I am capable of thinking outside the box, as it were, academically, I just need to work on my technique. I've never been happier at getting a middle grade :)



Right now I', writing a three-page essay on Aristotle and Emile Durkheim, describing their organism-analogies, and whether they were the basis for a social science... oh, just had a good idea there, be right back, have to write it down... And am, so far, actually enjoying it. Seems I've been quite good a putting barriers in my own way, instead of doing things the logical way. My default modus operandi really.



Ah well, back to writing!

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I feel... strangely elated

I've got an exam coming up on monday.

Today I went visiting with my grandmum, to celebrate my mums birthday. Instead of the snipefest I had anticipated... it was quite nice. Then me and Rolf went on a small roadtrip to check on Signe, who is at an all-school gathering.

I've got an exam coming up on monday. For which I haven't really studied at all. And I've got problems concerning one of my other exams, which I have to figure out monday as well. Yet I feel strangely elated.



Guess the nerves will settle in as soon as I have to start actually writing.

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A sidenote

To my siblings; a small insight into my mind in and around my formative teen years, regarding the German side of the family. Listen to the album Stoosh, by Skunk Anansie. In particular the “Twisted” track.

Also a big help for me linguistically, regarding my British accent. Apart from that, a completely ahistorical album for me, seeing as when I listened to this initially, I had no idea where to place what in rock history, or in history in general for that matter. A very personal album for me, the track brazen (weep) was a great help in dealing with my feeling of social inadequacy at the time. Also the very track that made Mette enter my Oma’s living room, when I was blasting the song at full volume once upon a time, and attempt to talk to me about the “strange and peculiar” lyrics of the song. Which made me feel even more rebellious, even without any kind of knowledge as to what rebellion actually was.

Again, the title will be: Hmmmm.

For some reason, when I get drunk alone, and watch Jackass... I want to hurt myself in colourful ways. Did that sound pathetic? Yeah, well, it was supposed to. Still moderately sober.
Not, you know, all emo-teen like, just get upside down in a bush, wrecked, thingy.Yeah, that'd be fun.

Listening to Skunk Anansie's Stoosh, haven't heard that particular record since 1998 or so... the time of the CD. Reminds me of scandalising the entire german side of my family just by listening to music.
I just remembered particular mental images I formed many years ago, while listening to this record for the first time, that kept me going through the infernal visits to Germany.
Good times. Almost too easy really (the whole scandal thing). Maybe it's time to give my old Oma a call, before she leaves this earth for good. Then again, I haven't really visited with, or talked to my Mormor, even though I have no particular quarrel with her. Is old age a deterrent for youth?