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Friday

21

March

2003

Billions Of Thoughts
POSTED in: Ramblings

After a night of very little sleep, the exam went rather bad. I really just want to pass, I hope I do. I swear I´ll never start to study that later ever again if I pass.

One can´t help thinking lots when watching the horrendous news and shots on TV. Masses of innocent people must have been killed today, and will still be killed. And just think. This could be anyone of us. We were just lucky enough to be born in a “safer” part of the world…

Have been thinking about the young men fighting in the army right now. They have to kill people and be able to live with it. The men that fly the “planes” that carry bombs, will have to live with it for the rest of their lives. Also, they have to be prepared to be captured. People of my family have been in captivity in WW 2. One was lucky enough to have been captured by Americans and was treated very well by them. But if one of the Brits or Americans is captured by Iraki people, you can bet, they are going to go through hell. How do you prepare 18/19 years olds for this? I can´t imagine.

The best thing is to not think at all, as you can´t change anything with it anyway.

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One Response to “Billions Of Thoughts”


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    Zhiwen
    7:57 pm on March 24th, 2003

    It doesn’t matter which news channel you watch, they all broadcast the same shots (the dead US soldiers and the captured ones, who look very frightened) and I am getting very fed-up with it. I really hope it will be over soon and that as many soldiers as possible can go home safely.

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