For the Sake of Humanity

Knowing that I had only two midterms left before Spring Break, I awoke this morning in eager anticipation of tackling the more daunting of the two: Philosophy. I got myself pumped up for some tough test taking when getting ready, but unfortunately, much of that adreniline drained from my body during my hour and fifteen minute 8:30 AM Calculus class. I rushed over to Tolentine at 10 to take a seat in Philosophy. I took out a pen, laid it on my desk, and meditated until class started. You see, I'm not one of those people who can sit there two minutes before a test and cram. I need to relax and sooth my soul. That's my tip for you all. Just take it easy!

To my bewilderment, the Philosophy midterm was quite a doozy. It was straight up, an hour and fifteen minutes of intensive writing. I really can't say how well I did, for such a stance would be viewed through skewed lenses, but I'm glad that test is over. On my way out, Professor Butler handed me back my essay from a few weeks ago on the Phaedo. The comment he wrote is perhaps one of the most hilarious things I've ever seen:

"Well I must admit I really like this paper, although I think it's really flawed in one major way. I was just thinking to myself that female students almost always out-perform male students when it comes to reading texts carefully. I'm almost convinced there's some genetic component that makes men have difficulty reading in-depth complex texts. But you really proved my theory wrong. Your 1st part was one of the most thorough, in-depth analyses of the Phaedo I've read. I give you a lot of credit for that. Keep it up. You go wrong on the following major point..."

From there, he goes on the point out the flaws of my argument against Plato's theory of the Forms, but I think my "in-depth" analysis is what salvaged me a B+. Thank Dole. Take that women! You can't beat me, I got a better ship!

Lunch:
After all this philosophical excitement, I really needed something in my stomach. Bob, 3FD and I went to the good ol' Connelly Center thereafter, and I got myself a fried chicken sandwhich and french fries, both of which hit the spot.

After this fine meal, I went back to the dorm, where I relaxed, played Wii, and studied for my Spanish midterm for most of the afternoon. In regards to Wii, Ian told me a few days back that the midnight launch for Smash Bros. Brawl will be accompanied by a Smash tournament. He wasn't sure if it was Melee or Brawl, but I further looked into the matters, and it is indeed a Brawl tournament. He and I want to enter, as far as I know, and anyone else who will be home Saturday night, the 8th of March, is welcome to join us. Realizing that that tournament will likely be the first time I play Brawl, I needed to figure what character I'm going to use. I finally decided to place my trust in Dedede, Kirby's archnemesis.

However, I needed to channel Dedede, understand Dedede, become Dedede. So, I played Kirby's Adventure on my Wii's Virtual Console in an attempt to truly understand this penguin that carries a giant hammer. It was quite fun. And Dedede is quite badass.

Dinner:
Eventually, the time for dinner arose, and all of us on the hall decided to hit up the Spit. To my disgust, it was "West Indies Night" at the Spit, meaning they literally put dog feces out on plates and told you that if you didn't like it, you were a racist and were discriminating. What a scam! Well, I steered clear of such a fate, deciding instead to get a cheesesteak. It was pretty good, albeit a bit lacking in terms of satisfying my appetite. To my surprise, they had real ice cream for dessert, something that happens once in a shooting star. I got caramel ice cream, which was splendid (oh, and the server pronounced it "care-uh-mel," just as it should be pronounced).

Somehow in dinner conversation, it came up that I had musical talent out the wazoo (lies, of course). The subject of my old band, JME, surfaced, and how I was a singing sensation. Of course, this backed me into a corner, as they wanted to hear it. We got back to the dorm, and I shared with them these dusty old "gems." For the sake of humanity... they were actually worse than I remembered them, for the most part. But I do have to say, A Passion for Cheese and Jon's Revenge are actually quite good still, IMO, so I patted myself on the back for those.

What else could have possibly happened today? How about Lost? WOW what an episode. That show gets crazier and crazier every week. I love it!

And in closing, I shall say that I will be home for Spring Break sometime Saturday afternoon, so hopefully Ian and I can meet up during his weekend home. Good day to you all!