Post-Doctah Peptalk

Just got off the phone with Dr. Juicy and I am inspired (after being inspired by her to inspire myself -- meaning: she always puts me in a positive and driven place) to make my FINAL breakneck plan for the semester. I have a paper due tomorrow, as well as a meeting, another short assignment, and several administrative things to take care of, and then after that I have 4 days (sounds like eternity) to finish my LAST PAPER FOR MY MA. *VC cheers*

I have been dreading working on this, because I hate writing SO SO SO SO SO much (I'd rather run 10 miles, fast, and have to eat soggy cold spinach after each mile -- THAT'S how much I hate writing papers), but this is ridiculous: I'm a capable writer, I will do the best I can, I will not use comma-splices like I am in this sentence (these commas should be semi-colons), and this is my final academic push before a semester of intellectual indulgence next semester: Arabic study, TA-ing for my favourite prof, and work on a cool Moot Court project that will take me to DC. Finishing this paper and staying motivated means proactively getting one step closer to FINISHING my time in Cairo, returning to NYC, snuggling with my Pookie on the couch, lunching and shopping more than is responsible with the Dr., having my favourite popcorn with Curie and walking for hours, and, most importantly, returning HOME to a place where I can talk to my mom every day again on the phone.

Six minutes until midnight and writing begins (tonight we're writing about importing democracy in Afghanistan and Iraq...it started out as an analysis of Afghan election posters, but I expanded it. I'm making the argument that what starts out as the cosmopolitanization of democracy -- the global sharing of a seemingly-agreed upon value set -- when "imported" through belligerent occupation -- turns cosmopolitanization into cannibalism, evidenced by what it is that these countries who have imported democracy find themselves exporting: narcotics, torture, restricted identity categories along gender and tribal lines, etc.).

That was one long parenthetical lol.

SO: Last schedule of my LIFE at AUC (shouldn’t need these next term) à

Midnight - 4AM = Work on paper

4AM - 6AM = Sleep

6AM - 10AM = Work on paper

10AM - 11AM = Go to school and get settled (email, etc.)

11AM - 12PM = Finish paper work

12PM - 12:45PM = Prepare for fellows meeting (questionnaire, honours update, conferences update)

12:45PM - 2:30PM = Prepare for Dean meeting (reaction paper, long paper)

2:30PM - 3:30PM = Fellows meeting

4:00PM = Dean's meeting (check on Moot Court, Certs, and honours proposal)

Off to work. Motivation, productivity, and happiness to all my readers :)

XO

VC