A Thought!

Que qu'un m'a dit que tu m'aimais encore serais ce possible alors.

When you get writers to write songs, there will be wit and brevity exploding subtly from every line.

My Magnum Opus

This weekend (and perhaps next week if its not done in time) I will write my Magnum Opus (up to this point in time), an historical essay assessing the impact of the Cold War on the Arab-Israeli conflict from 1956-1979. I don't as of yet know what my points will be, but I know the style I would like to write my Magnum Opus in, an exploratory style. An essay which raises pertinent points and develops alternate points of view so that, rather than being just persuasive, my essay will leave the reader feeling he has been treated to many different angles and he will then come to the conclusion I have been nudging for all along.

And I hope I get to go to London in December.

Oxford!

I got into Oxford! I've been accepted to study History! Yay yay! I am so happy! Using so many exclamation marks! My whole year of effort and hopes and anxiety and preparation has not been in vain! My life has been set on a stellar new course! They world is my oyster! Adieu Malaisie!

Practicing for January.

A Beirut September

But never in a million years. One video of Zach playing his ukulele in Paris. Walking in the streets past a patisserie/boulangerie. Ukulele sounding dreamy as hell. Saying oui oui, then trailing it off with a weird laugh. Oh, it's The Penalty he's playing. I don't have that song in my library!

I hereby declare September 2011 to be Beirut September.

I solemnly swear to listen to Beirut until they are firmly wedged in my top 8 last.fm most listened too artists.

And Paris!