Peacekeeping vs. Sleeping. Who wins?

I’m too tired for this.. but I have to, have to, have to finish my assignment.

For those asking, the course in International Peacekeeping at Queensland University in Australia is mainly about the work of the UN, it’s an intensive distance course which is given during a period of about three months and I am attending it as a part of the Universitas 21 Global Issues Programme which is just an extra thingy I applied for as they offered really interesting courses at really nice universities.. and hey, I get a Global Issues Certificate when I’m done.. whatever that means. haha

Every week we get the assignment of writing a blogpost answering a question where we have to take a stand in some matter.. so there’s an active on-line discussion and it’s really interesting to read other people’s statements on the topic.. However, as I am miss procrastination and a crazy time optimist, I tend to start way too late.. and then I have to sit here.. hoping to post my blog before 6 o’clock in the morning when the deadline is. And right, I have to get up at 9 tomorrow.. Crazy timezones, crazy me.

I love all this though, the conflict resolution, the world politics, the international relations.. And today I’ve met two really interesting and inspiring people that don’t see the limitations that seem to keep others down.. My prospects to solve wars and mediate between arguing parts scare people sometimes, they think it’s too big and too far away.. impossible. That I want too much from life, that I should slow down. I don’t see the limits, as the world is all out there, just waiting for people to use it. And I find every-day standard life, working 9 to 5 completely unsatisfying and understimulating.. Give me the world!

The picture above is from a 12hour hardseat trainride from Kunming to Guiyang in China last year.. I’m as tired right now as the guy on the picture was after our attempt to communicate for a couple of hours using a dictionary and my notebook.. and the book is Ayn Rand’s – The Fountainhead.. it’s fantastic.. I swear, it’s perfect. Do it.

Back to Peacekeeping. And I really want to sleep.

wrong

After a couple of beautiful and perfect days comes this one..

The weekend has been fantastic, a friend moving to Miami had this years loudest and craziest party where everybody had a great time. We have walked around the city festival, having food and watching different bands.. everybody has been happy and relaxed and everything has been just perfect.

Today things are less fun. Lucky is completely lost in her own world.. she is afraid and worried and just stands still not responding to anything.. if she tries to walk she doesn’t know where she’s going.. she just wants to be close.. sleeping in my lap.

What do you do when you know what needs to be done but it just feels wrong?

Glöm aldrig Srebrenica!

Another day of studying equals another day of procrastinating.

The course I’m doing right now at the University of Queensland is about International Peacekeeping and focuses on the work of the UN around the world.. This picture that I took in Sarajevo fits well into the context: never forget Srebrenica. Moving on is one thing, forgiving another, but forgetting the mothers & daughters left alone after one of the biggest massacres of our time is just a big no-no.

Lucky

How much I would give for my 13 year old poodle to be well again. Her sight is gone, her smell, her hearing, her teeth.. and now she had an epileptic seizure scaring me to death. I was convinced she was dying in my arms. Such a feeling of helplessness.

I’ve had her since I was 10. That’s forever.

You don’t put old blind people to sleep, and she’s been blind for 7 years now. I refuse as long as she shows signs of happiness.. she loves us, she loves physical contact and attention.. and that seems to be all she needs. As long as she isn’t in pain and wags her tail, things are okay.

I just wish she could run around all crazy like she used to. My dearest Lucky, just like a babysister that always understands.

heal the world?

Goodmorning.

The King of Pop has died, you’ve all heard his music, you’ve all heard of his death. The only reason I’m writing this is because I find it worth mentioning that there are still people out there that are still alive, but in real need of our attention.

I’m not saying that he wasn’t a great artist and entertainer, he was brilliant.

But with that said, let’s move on? To Iran for example, Burma?