Body is tired and sleep deprived but my mind is... flowing... So I discussed about how "international political economy does not really tells us a thing" with my classmates, but I guess that is a tolerable attitude of rebellious scholar... Still, I was more friendly and outspoken than generally. went shopping (but I needed those shirts and they cost only 4 euro each) and looked up flights to Venice (I will probably not go though, because... I have duties... though that empty month of february seems so inviting...).

I still need to study... the dreaded international political economy that does not tell us thing... my mind keeps going off, arguing with the theories. Yes, grandiosity. I argue with dead economists.

I probably don't even make sense...