I feel much better now about that sycophantic Time Magazine cover now that I know that Time featured Mussolini on their cover no less than seven times. Woo! Best magazine ever.

Geez, there’s way too much stuff to do for a second-semester senior in IB. I am panicking about many, many seperate things, such as debate and IB CAS hours and this idiot PE by correspondence thing I’m doing. Somehow I am happy. I conclude that happiness has nothing whatsoever to do with what is going on at the time but rather the people you talk to.