Philosophy is worrying me way too much.

I went back to Facebook notes for a while there. I felt that I was a bit too cranky on blogspot. I don't know what it was. Probably still processing Indian experiences methinks. It was a little scary and frustrating for a while, gosh, but concerning all the stuff mentioned in my previous blog, I got a fair bit of it sorted out at a missions debrief conference. SMBC conferences are full of awesome.

Really I'm just blogging because anything is preferable to my philosophy assessment which is now 4 days late or something. I swore I wasn't going to do this but this time around it's not even procrastination, really. It's more like not really having a clue what I'm supposed to do and worrying that I'm sounding like a complete mental case because honestly, who am I to disagree with David Lewis? Even if he does really believe in other actual worlds? We have to take him seriously because he's all 'logical' and uses big words and whatnot. It's incredibly frustrating. I just cannot enjoy something when all of the readings more or less go straight over my head and we keep discussing questions TO WHICH THERE ARE NO ANSWERS. What is even the point? Mind you, I do miss the Friday's lectures because I refuse to go to uni for just one hour and I haven't been diligent about catching up online. It's kind of silly to expect to learn when you don't turn up to class...

Regardless, give me tropes, give me figures, give me iambic pentameters, give me English because it makes my heart glad to understand something. It is the most fun I have had at uni. Apart from intro to development studies which was also great. If it weren't for English, I swear I'd try my luck with Moore College already. Don't raise your eyebrows - I know of two other girls my age who are studying there presently. Oh and the whole CBS thing, of course. I'm sure that's got a lot to do with my actually liking uni.

I don't normally do the pointless life update, usually I'll only blog if I've been challenged or encouraged or read something but this is testament to the lengths to which I will go to avoid philosophy. But... I don't think I dislike philosophy itself that much. I think that perhaps it's something I have to look at for myself. I do think it's important to understand where ideas come from and a lot of it is quite interesting. Maybe I'll stick with simple, non-threatening novels like Sophie's World in which the history of philosophy is explained via letters sent to a little girl who effectively undertakes a correspondence philosophy course by some random guy. I'd love philosophy if I were in Sophie's world. In the uni context it's just too much.

I really hope that this dislike of philosophy doesn't make me an essentially stupid person. That would really upset me.