wish i’d gone to bed earlier last night! of course I couldn’t, but still. wish instead i’d studied. I have to remember much more for tomorrow’s exam, because it is all essay questions and no multiple choice.
it is forensics. forensics has two lecturers, Mark and Kingsley.
Mark is great! compelling, easy to follow, entertaining. his lectures are well structured and easy to memorise.
Kingsley, on the other hand! this was his first semester teaching.. he’s a clinical psychologist. and you can tell. his lectures read as though they’re directed at psychologists clinical for 20 years. they’re complicated, they’re overly technical, they’re boring, and they’re very, very hard to memorise.
I did two topics by Mark in less than two hours. it took me over three hours and a bout of frustrated tears to memorise one topic by Kingsley.
but i’ve done it! I memorised the whole goddamn lecture!
in between I watched a silent movie from 1902 or something. in it, the morphine addict mouths, “let’s not kiss anymore, dear, until after breakfast.”
oh yes, minor breakthrough! I leant over to pet Buddha, sleeping at the end of my bed while I was studying, and I had a low blood pressure dizzy spell. I pet Buddha anyway until it passed, and physically it felt just like I was drunk, except for the head pounding, because my head doesn’t usually pound when i’m drunk. but if not for that, it would’ve felt exactly the same. I wonder if it always does, and I just never noticed, or only does when I am concentrating on something at the same time, like petting buddahs.
had to go back and capitaleyes two of those eyes.
so. back to studying. one more topic to memorise before sleep.