Deir Yassin
Mar. 20th, 2003 10:28 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ravenI have done my history coursework - Israeli attack on Deir Yassin, 1948, "own knowledge and source utility." AQA seem to excel in using so many words that mean so many different varieties of nothing at all. A year ago I couldn't have told you who AQA were, and now they rule my life in Orwellian fashion.
But I have done the coursework, and I could not be prouder, as it's even got a respectable word count of 1,249 words, which isn't that much over the limit. I didn't think I'd ever make myself do it, but it was surprsingly straightforward once I got down to it.
I have even eaten something. I think my eating habits have stabilised over the last couple of weeks - haven't been feeling faint/dizzy for a while, which is always good. It comes and goes, like the insomnia. Maybe I'm a nocturnal creature underneath and that's why I have such seriously fucked-up bio-rhythms. I ate pasta, which was okay but could have been better as my mother neglected to tell me it was salad pasta and consequently I heated it up. Nevermind. Food's food. At least I now can't forget to eat, as I have actually eaten.
Watched Frasier just now and M*A*S*H earlier, but didn't really do much else. Didn't even write - the Arab-Israeli conflict does not count.
Bored now. Tired, too, but feeling aimless. And a little lonely, but that's nothing new.
But I have done the coursework, and I could not be prouder, as it's even got a respectable word count of 1,249 words, which isn't that much over the limit. I didn't think I'd ever make myself do it, but it was surprsingly straightforward once I got down to it.
I have even eaten something. I think my eating habits have stabilised over the last couple of weeks - haven't been feeling faint/dizzy for a while, which is always good. It comes and goes, like the insomnia. Maybe I'm a nocturnal creature underneath and that's why I have such seriously fucked-up bio-rhythms. I ate pasta, which was okay but could have been better as my mother neglected to tell me it was salad pasta and consequently I heated it up. Nevermind. Food's food. At least I now can't forget to eat, as I have actually eaten.
Watched Frasier just now and M*A*S*H earlier, but didn't really do much else. Didn't even write - the Arab-Israeli conflict does not count.
Bored now. Tired, too, but feeling aimless. And a little lonely, but that's nothing new.
