Bleh. Birthdays. They never go how you want them to – especially when they’re on a Thursday. (Or a tuesday, actually.) Everything just seemed to fail yesterday. From the moment I woke up and kept forgetting things, to lessons and such, and the small things in between: like only having one period free, and spending most of it filling out questionnaires. Today was just a lot better. I picked up my altered cheque from prizegiving – and took a trip to paperchase to buy a replacement brown-papered sketchbook. Only had one lesson today: the best lesson I could possibly have hoped for (even if we were just finishing off essays). Philosophy. Bad thing is, I forgot to pick up a booklet on the next part of the topic. D: So I’ve got to try and find out what it’s on, so I can buy the text book before I go back. (I dont have to…but I’d hate to go back and say, “I forgot my booklet…so I didn’t even try to find out what’s next.”) And I’ll have to tell my teacher that I did forget. I need one. I just don’t want to make it look like I didn’t even try to revise…you know?
Anyway. I have 2 more essays to do: Assessing Representative Realism and Idealism. I can’t wait to get started on Idealism. I can go mad with Berkley’s “esse est posse percipi” and phenomenalism…Not to mention solipsism. I bet it’ll be a lot longer than the 4.5 pages I did for Philosophical and Naive Realism. A lot more.
Anyhow. I’m epic-ill. So for the next week, I probably wont leave the house much. It’ll give me some time to catch up on revision at least…perhaps even write a little bit more. God knows I’ll be getting little sleep anyway. I might as well be productive.