358 and counting

didn't my leave my room today at all, besides two trips to the kitchen

i was able to perfect making "bird in a basket,' which is a combination of toast and egg easy over.. or hard for that matter,

I've been pretending to write my paper the whole day but that was rather unsuccessful.. in fact its 11 and i have 358 words and i need ten times as many in the next 11 hours

hank williams was an interesting guy, i've been reading about him on the wiki, its amazing how such a short life can produce so much, at times it seems that their production isn't in-spite of their short life but because of it, when you die young you have no time to grow old and "sell out" and make commercials for cadillac on youtube

schiele is another one, but he produced so very much in those few years, it makes me thing what have i done?

the obvious answer is not much, perhaps it is a bit early to start having a mid life crisis, but it seems that even in philosophy so many of the worthwhile contributed when they were young, when youth was still running in their veins energizing them to create, than again Kant was well into the his life when he begun is "mature period"

kant never left his home town, writing long papers such as the one I am writing now i often think what's it all worth that i can distinguish between the way that kant establishes his ethics on synthetic a priori deduction and hegel doesn't think our morality can have any determinate content and doesn't have an ethics, its not about making me a better person kant was tad puritanical and hegel, well nobody really knows what to make of hegel

i've been thinking about going and getting a kebab, they are the night time snack over here, during the day its sandwich shops and at night it is kebab vans

i've decided that i will try to make an index and a dictionary of the critique of pure reason over the next break, just go through the whole book flag key concepts and develop an outline of what kant is trying to do, doesn't sound like much fun does it?

but that is what people like me do we don't go to vietnam and study how to dig ditches we read incomprehensible books to give us a sense of ... well something... i have been looking at one of my friend's facebook photo-albums from vietnam and that looks horrible, i mean there are certain things that look attractive, but on the whole i cannot conceive the value of such an experience, i mean you see beautiful things sure, and you test yourself physically but the experience you get, well how does it make you a better person? perhaps better is wrong, it makes you a more complete person, it makes you more aware of life, which is all and nice and good, but towards what end? i very much doubt that my friend, caring person that she is, will now few motivated to help the third world in some substantial way, it seems experiences such as this are what one has before descending into the obscurity of middle age

when I choose my program abroad, the dean was looking at this as an wasted academic year, you go abroad to absorb a different culture and then you return to your home university to continue you academic studies so that once they kick you out you will not only have a a solid educational basis but you would have a "global perspective"

if that was the intent they should have not stirred me to oxford, they take academics rather seriously, and due to the way the classes are structure (one on one tutorials) there isn't much room for some that has what may be roughly described as a self imposed social phobia, social life here generally consist of working until dinner, going to hall which is a huge room where everyone sits at communal tables and is served a three course meal, after that comes the pub followed shortly after that by the club, not only is this life style financially draining it is not terribly interesting, i would much rather prefer vietnam