Wanting something you can't have.

There is something I want so badly.

For some reason I can REALLY picture it happening.

This is going to sound wacko, but many of my friends know that my mom and I like to play around with "Cards". Like in a "psychic" way.

Well. With regular playing cards, each card has a different meaning. There are different layouts for the cards to read different things...

The one layout is in which you shuffle the cards, make a wish and place your card in the deck, randomly, while wishing. The closer the wish card (9 of hearts) to your card (Queen if you are a girl, king for a married man, jack for an unmarried man, and in order, of your hair colour spades the darkest, than clubs, hearts and diamonds is the fairest). Basically the closer your card to the wish card, the more likely the wish will happen.

My card was RIGHT next to the wish card.

I want something, I can't have. It is not right for me to have it. But either way, I want it.

But I honestly do picture it happening. If it happens, I will be incredibly happy.

But what I want to happen is immoral, and almost impossible.

But I think it will.

I want it to.

~~~ITS A MYSTERY~~~

Please happen.

*Insert Jingle about Random Inspired Blog ideas*

I was just going over a part of my lesson on Ethics in Philosophy, and it was talking about "Is God necessary for Morality?".

I am going to put in my two cents here.

NO. What the actual? Okay. Now seriously.

God is not necessary for Morality. Are you kidding me? A person can act morally on their own without "God."

One of the arguments in the lesson arguing for god being necessary for morality was having to do with the "afterlife" of going to heaven or hell, and this was the only way for a person to act morally in life.

No. It really isn't. I am sorry, but just, no. I don't even have a firm argument here. It just seems so stupid to me, to put it in intelligent terms.

A person doesn't need a god to be ethical. A person can be ethical if they CHOOSE to be ethical. Having a god has nothing to do with that.

I honestly will state that I for the most part, behave morally. But I am also an egoist, mostly an ethical egoist, but an egoist. I am an individualist. I am going to protect my life, and love myself more than the average person. Yes, this is completely "immoral", but I frankly don't care.

I will be moral if I want to be. It doesn't matter if I have a god if I want to act morally. End of story.

Maybe I will agree with the argument that people who believe in God, act more morally than people who do not. It is like reinforcement, religion. Religion and "god" will reinforce these ideas. If you are raised in a church, you are going to learn moral values.

I am not getting into "What is moral?" and "What is immoral?" right now. Maybe another date. But just briefly stating, Who the actual fuck decides what is moral and what is not? Mostly the Christian church. Most of our moral values as a society is determined from the Christian church, whether or not you are christian.

10 Commandments anyone?

Pictures on My Computer

This is a quite random idea for a blog post I just got. I am going to put random photos from my computer onto this blog post and explain them. Seems self-explanatory enough, to not need an explanation.

First off, one of my many photos of Tina Fey--- yes I said many. This one is the most recent one I saved to my laptop. Its a picture of her on set of the new movie she is filming with Paul Rudd. I think its called "Admissions" but its about college admissions. Its a comedy (obviously).

This is a picture I took of my art display from grade 9. My art has gone really far from here. But this was just the display we had to do for Grade 9 art day. The good days... haha.

(Insert Funny individualism joke here). Lololol.

This was the photo that was on my Google account. Apparently when you comment on history school blog posts, that use the Google blog format, your google account photo shows up on them. Awkward.

I miss these days! This was when the class went to winterlude. Twas' awesome. It was in 1st semester grade 10. I remember when we all got helium balloons, and then everyone but me gave their balloon to a kid, when the parents asked "Where did you get those?" etc. Then I had one. I felt bad for having one. Then a french family (I don't speak french) was trying to ask me where I got it from, and I just gave it to the kid. That was an epic moment. Awesome. so cute <3.

This photo was among many of the photos my friends and I took for our grade 9 french project. I think we had to act out these verbs or sentences for Dr. + Mrs. Vandertramp verbs. Something like that. I don't remember. But either way, Lauren was supposed to fall down the stairs, yet she was holding on and smiling. Which just makes it better.

So true. I am quite the vain runner. Whenever I am near a mirror or a reflective building, I always try to stare at myself running. Mostly to look at my form. But also, I like looking at myself.

I have seen this a few times, and laughed. I am not sure why it is saved to my computer.

I definitely did not end my Law presentation on Affirmative action with this photo. Jk, I did.

I like this quote. It's kind of funny, actually. It was actually in my Philosophy course. But this photo was on my computer before then. But I don't remember this quote before then. Oh well.

Talking about Peanut butter with my friend. He knows me so well.

I think the question should not be "Sarah, why do you have an image of a squirrel saved to your computer?" it should be me asking you why you don't have a squirrel on your computer. Also, I have multiple photos of squirrels on my computer, thank you very much.

I JUST remembered, as I saw this photo, that this was the first time I wore short shorts out in public (besides as a child).

Uhm. English 2012. <3

One more photo. I will literally go into my iPhoto and close my eyes and scroll and select COMPLETELY randomly.

This is a photo of my friend ardnassaK at my friend Cat's barn. At his corn roast. Yes. Legitimacy is happening all over.

That is all :)

Personal Quote: "I'm going to duck and cover like theres a nuclear bomb threat in the mother fucking cold war."

At least there is one thing.

So, I'll start off today by talking about my blog, specifically. But I'll be talking about blogging, generally. So. Yeah.

I changed my blog format and title. The colours mean nothing. The side-picture is a print I made in art. The title is yes, from Nicki Minaj's song "Stupid Hoe". But for some reason that quote is sticking in my head.

My life has "felt" like such a "mess" lately. I may get to this later, but for now, I realized something. There have always been my weird tween fantasies... not fantasies, just things that I wanted. Like I always wanted to be famous for changing the world. Once as a tween I figured I would somehow acquire a large amount of money, and I would live in a beautiful home, eat and act elegantly, and always wear long white dresses. I thought that someday I would change the world. I thought I would have a talk show, a magazine. I once thought that someday I would webcam with all of my friends--- all of the time, like in the mornings to decide what to wear, and at night to talk about boys.

But out of all of my weird pre-tween wants and needs, I have realized I have acquired one of them. Sort of. My blog. This blog. I always watched movies, I read books and such of people, teenagers, with blogs. I always thought it was so cool. So I guess this is my tween dream. Believe it or not, there is somewhat of a following in my blog. I can look at the stats and such. I mean, I don't have THAT big of an audience, but just looking at the numbers, I know that some people are reading. Today I had 15 views, yesterday 8. I'm sure my twitter feed gets more, but it just feels cool to know that I have people actually reading this.

Overall, the amount of views my blog has gotten, is the equivalent to the entire school going to my page... twice, and some of them going onto it three times. Which is scary to think of, if the people who actually read my blog are from my school, other than friends. I mean, its not like I don't post anything incredibly damaging, but I do post my "weird" thoughts. Which I want the world to hear. But by the world, I mean people close(ish) to me, not my family, and not anybody I know from school or work.

If for some reason my blog did get into the hands of the school population, I would just probably roll with it. But for now, I'm glad it isn't.

Anyways, heres some history on my blog. This isn't my first blog. Its probably like... my 10th. But seriously, its my 3rd "serious" blog. I have this blog, and my fitness blog currently. I had two previous blogs. I think the first one I deleted. But I'm not sure where it is. The second one... ended up with 430 posts. I posted pretty much everyday. I occasionally removed all of my posts... but I didn't "remove them" I just hid them from the public, so I could look back on them in the future. But those ones were more personal, and in depth. I didn't have as many viewers on that blog though. I think I will start posting random posts from there, on here, just to show how different I am from now to then. I have some from 2010 I think, maybe even 09'.

The reason why I started blogging was because this one girl (who isn't my friend anymore) was told to start a blog, and so she got a bunch of us to start blogs. Now theres only 2 of us left that blog. I blog the most often though.

I don't know. This post might be fairly boring. I think its interesting though.

But I remember when we all first started blogging, there would be HUGE bitch fights. Like everybody posting mean things about each other. It was fucked.

Anyways. I am going to talk about 2 things in one blog because I can.

Judging. I know I posted a post about this before, in relation to people in my art class, but now I have more to say.

I hate judgement. I just feel like nothing should be judged. Like, who's right is it to say what is right and what is wrong? Nobody's. Laws make people judge each other. Standards... society... etc.

But many people will agree with me in saying "I hate being judged" so we continue doing it. Obviously, because this is rational.

I mean, aspects of law and religion get into this topic, easily, and I am not going there in this post.

But heres what I will say.

You may think, "Smoking is bad". Which, yes, I do. But to another, smoking is good. So why should we judge them? Sure, I don't like smoking, and I hate second hand smoke, but why should I judge them for smoking? In the end, it is their choice, and their opinion.

Its easy for people to agree with me in saying "judging peoples bodies are wrong", but if I were to suddenly spring "judging nazis is wrong" into the conversation, I would get attacked. I don't like what the Nazis did, but can you really judge them for doing it? I mean, think of it this way. You're going to have to follow along closely...
Where is it our right to judge people for hating other people? Why is it wrong for people to really hate another race or religion?
Now you are thinking I am crazy now. But seriously, ANSWER THE GODDAM QUESTION. Is your answer "Because murder is wrong" "We shouldn't judge" "Just because". Why is murder wrong? Why shouldn't we judge?
Questions come FOREVER. In the end, we really don't know. Just somewhere in history, humans decided that murder is wrong. Which is why it is punishable by law. Just somewhere in history, we determined punishments, and so on and so forth.
These things are just here. This is hardcore philosophy for you, FYI.
I am the type of person to just question everything though.
One who doesn't question their surroundings, is the most naive, and yet the least.

But anyways, I got off on a tangent.

My point is, I have a secret that I want to get off of my chest. But there is nobody I can tell, because I will get judged. Even if someone says "No I won't." Yes, yes you will. It is something extremely frowned upon in society, and I am pretty sure that you are a member of this society, and will VERY LIKELY frown upon me. Even if you didn't outwardly judge me, inside you would secretly judge me in your mind. There are probably two people in this world that wouldn't judge me much. But I don't want to tell them. The one person, the secret involves them, and the other, although wouldn't "JUDGE" me, would act differently around me.

But I guess I really don't know. Maybe I wouldn't be judged. But I have let some small secrets, in relation to this one slip before, and my friends flipped on me for them.. so...

I am a very judging person though, internally. I sometimes literally look at an overweight person and begin questioning in my mind, what it took for them to get to that state. I do this at work a lot. I know its wrong, but I can't help myself. Also, I don't care.

But on the outside, I don't say these things. There is one person that goes to the library a lot, and she is... "not normal". Inside, I wonder why, but on the outside, I talk to her and have normal conversations with her. She may act weird, but honestly, in the end, I really don't care. It doesn't concern me.

I will judge, but I treat everyone as an equal, we all have things to judge about each other, which makes us equals. I am nice. I'm not mean. Internally I will always judge.

 In the end, whatever seems "different" to me about a person, I don't care about. If someone acts a little weird, or seems different, or made a poor choice, I really don't care. Its their mistake/problem, and I have no place to actually judge them for it. It doesn't concern me in the least.

When friends tell me things, I am the same way. I will always be there friend unless I choose otherwise. I won't judge them. Maybe I will question their actions or their beliefs a little bit, but thats natural, because it is not identical to my own. In the end, whatever they are, doesn't concern me in the least.

I guess that answers some of my questions about judgement.

We judge each other because we are different. We are different because we judge each other.

Judgement can be a good thing. As long as you understand that we are all different, and in the end, whatever is different about the other person, doesn't concern you.

I still won't tell my secret. I will just let it eat me up. Maybe I will tell someone, someday. But I am really good at keeping quiet, if you haven't noticed.

Personal Quote: One who doesn't question their surroundings, is the most naive, and yet the least.

WHO AM I?!

The infamous question.

Everybody tries to answer it at different points in their life.

I'm reading the book "The Self Illusion" by Bruce Hood. Its interesting. I am only on like page 80 or something. Its interesting. I was going to talk about the book a bit, but instead I am going to talk about myself, based on somethings I know about "self-discovery".

I always say that you are who you want to be. You are who you are. You just are simply yourself. Who would you be if you weren't yourself?

I tried to answer "Who am I?" the simplest way I could : "I am who I am and nobody can stop me.".

Well, I know that a lot of who you are, is based off of the people around you, and how you are socialized into who you are, etc. So technically, me saying that was somewhat hopeful.

But contrary to realistic belief, that the person is mainly based off of social interaction and how they react to situations, and the other aspects that you are just simply born with, I do think that you can choose who you are.

I mean, yes, you will still be influenced by the things around you, whether or not you realize it. But you can choose who and what you are around. That is how you can control who you are. You can control what you let get to you, and what you let define you.

An aspect that I was thinking of in the book is saying how you seem different to many different people. I.e., My friends may seem like different people to me, compared to as their bosses see them at work. For example:
One of my friends sees me as Innocent, Quiet and non-risk taking.
Another one of my friends sees me as a slut, annoying and hyper.
Another one of my friends sees me as nice, kind and goofy.

Also, my co-workers mostly see me as hardworking, quiet and determined.

Or at least, this is how I THINK they THINK I am. (C. H. Cooley).

Anyways. I am just thinking a lot about this, because I was trying to figure out what this one person thinks of me. They have seen me in a lot of different situations, and probably have seen me in some of the most diverse situations. I think they must just be really confused as to who I really am, because they have seen so many sides to me. For example:
This person first saw me as:
Quiet, shy, lonely
Later as Quiet, depressed,
Quiet, Weird, Spontaneous
Later as Unsocial, Quiet, Sad, Upset
Eventually after more of the "quiet" disappeared, this person began seeing me as
Honest, trustworthy, spontaneous

Later this person got to know me a LOT more, and found out why I was quiet, and we talked a lot. This person later found out that I am athletic, have 2 jobs, we talked about my friends, so this person understands me a lot more. Or... maybe this person is just confused. They saw me go through all of these things... in that person's opinion.

I don't know. All of those things ARE me. Just different sides of me, I show to different people, in different situations.

Its just the fact that, THAT person, has seen me in many different lights. Unlike some of my closer friends and family, that see these things all of the time, meshed together, this person has been able to analyze my different sides, and see them each individually, instead of meshed.

I don't know why I am spending so much time thinking about this. I guess it just interests me.

Plus this person is really close and means a lot to me. Someday I will actually ask this person EXACTLY who they think I am, so I can stop guessing. I know this person also now thinks that I am awkward, weird and random. So, my question may seem awkward weird and random, as it should.

Whatever.

Here are some other ways people see me as:
The girl who's father died.
The girl who works at the library.
The quiet one at the front of the class.
Nerd.
"Ice queen"
Slut.
QUIET.
Quiet.
Quiet.
Weird.
Awkward
Socially Awkward.
Reliable
The girl who people are unsure of if she is gay or not (I'm not.)
Selfish
Helpful
Kind
Nice

I mean. These are all parts of me. I just think that there is another "ME". One who is not completely defined by others. Maybe my "determined" and maybe my "awkward" selves are determined by past experiences.. but there will always be my "self" that is "ME". The self that I DEFINE based on what I want to be defined by, not what others will define me by.

But that girl, is really all of me.

I don't even know.

Why am I even posting this now?

Quote from today: "The small cups are on the end at the bottom" (Stories of a girl that works at a cafe)

I have never been more confused.

Seriously. I had my second "revelation" about my life in the future, yesterday. The first was when I decided to drop out of Foundations.

What I mean by "revelation about my life in the future" is basically, having a freak out, i.e., crying, sobbing, screaming, simply because I am confused, and then suddenly having the biggest realization that answers all of the questions you have been asking yourself.

But this one was over university shiz.

I really don't feel like looking at this stuff right now, with universities and stuff. A week or so ago I thought that I would teach Psychology and Phys Ed.

Then I found out to take Phys Ed in university that I have to have Grade 12 Biology. Well guess who didn't take Grade 11 biology? I thought that I should take it. I just didn't want to take it.

Well I was freaking out over this. I considered taking Grade 11 and 12 biology each semester of grade 12, or doing online school, etc. Which I haven't completely ruled out, but I don't think I am going to.

I decided that I really don't even want to teach Phys Ed that bad. I would rather teach History. I was going to double major in psychology and sociology, but I decided to do Psychology and History, because if you are teaching high school, its not like theres much difference between Psych + Sociology. But if I have a Canadian and World Studies subject, and a Humanities/Social Science subject, I can teach more.

I am going to get my bachelors in Sociology later, though. Just cause.

So crisis averted. I don't need biology, because I am not teaching Phys Ed. I just decided I will coach something once I'm a teacher. I don't want to teach sports anyways. I would only want to teach health and fitness aspects of gym, not sports. So I don't know why I wanted a BePH. But yeah, I'll probably coach track or something.

Although now I am still confused as to where the eff I am going. I have been looking more at the actual city than the university, which I should focus more on the university. I want to go either to Lakehead, Trent or University of Alberta. Yeah, bit of a big stretch. But I need to talk to guidance! FRIG. August 28th.. I will be like waiting outside of the school impatiently then busting into guidance.

I want to go to Alberta, but I am not sure how well the credits and such transfer over. Also, even if I don't go to Alberta, I still want to go to this one program they have there, eventually, so I need to know if my Ontario credits could transfer to Alberta.

But yeah, I guess I regret not taking Biology. But I am just thinking of all of the experiences I would've missed if I had taken biology. But in general I hate sciences. I am not good at them, and they are completely uninteresting to me. Not to mention that I dislike what science has done to society. Just go back to 300 years ago plzz. Or 3000. Thanks. Before society was ruined. But thats another topic of discussion I am not getting too into, because my friends like science.

I also regret not taking french. BUT if I had taken grade 10 french, I would've missed taking grade 11 peer tutoring, and I may not have discovered my love for teaching, then. I wouldn't have taken peer tutoring if it wasn't for me dropping out of french + the foundations/IB math. So for that, I am grateful. I could still learn the language, but I am not doing that on my own. I just think it would be cool to say "I know another language". Otherwise, I really don't have any interest in French.

I think the most bullshit course I have taken so far is Fashion. It was easy. I bullshitted my way through. But again, I don't regret taking it. I learned how to sew. And now I can make pretty dresses.

The only course I DO regret taking is Accounting. I don't know why I didn't drop out. I always wanted to skip it. I had it in the morning, so it made me just not want to wake up in the morning. It was so boring.

But yeah. I am still confused. I need to talk to people I like talking to, about university stuff. Like, our neighbour and my mom's friends keep trying to give me advice and I am just like STFU. I don't want to talk to you about this stuff. Everybody just keeps trying to give me advice. The people I WANT advice from, I can't talk to, because I have no idea where they are right now. But I am tired of university students talking to me about this stuff too. Some of them are okay, but the others just get on my nerves.

Actually, not even about university, but in general. When people give me advice, I know they are trying to be nice, but it actually bugs me. Apparently when you look like you are 16 you look like you need advice. I think this also applies to pregnant mothers. I always see people (some who don't even have babies) trying to give pregnant mothers advice. And people getting married. To the people who don't even have babies, or aren't married, I am just like, lolwut.

I don't really give advice unless people ask me for it. I try to inspire people... but I don't really give advice. I guess I do. But I don't give people advice like a know it all... I don't think I do at least.

Like, the things I blog and tweet about, are my opinions. I am not trying to tell you "this is right" or "this is what you have to do" I am just informing you of my life. You choose to take what I say or leave it.

HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY CHEESE CHEESE CHEESE CHEESE.

KK. Byeeeee. YOLO. Jk. I have a love/hate relationship with yolo now. I don't believe yolo, but I have been using it as an excuse to try new things. BAHA. Hypocrite.

Personal Quote: "Don't let your marriage interfere with your baby and your baby interfere with your marriage." I say this quote here now, because I am not married and do not have a baby, and it is advice towards pregnant mothers who are married. HYPOCRITE. (Run awayyy)

SEXY FISH.

That title was pointless. I am not sure where this blog post is going, but it could go somewhere interesting. I haven't just done a random unplanned post in a while. Usually SOMETHING can come from it.

Idea.

I am really bad with money. I mean, not terrible. But the problem is that I really just don't care about money enough. I don't think that life should be based around money. Happiness doesn't come from money... although it is proven that it does... Whatever.

I am good with money in the sense of saving... if I put it in another account. Since I have worked at the Library in Grade 9 I have  put in $40-$50 in every other week into my education fund. Now I have a second account with $120 every other week going into it. All of that money is going towards my Spain trip.

But all of the money BESIDES that money, I am terrifyingly bad with. I currently owe about $360 on my credit card. I have about $70 liquid money. But my credit card bill isn't due until August 11th, I think. My Spain trip payment goes out on the 9th of this month, and I have that money... so thats good.

But the funny thing is I am a good shopper, money wise. I always look for deals, and I rarely splurge on clothes. I buy a lot of clothes, but if I buy a piece of clothing over $20, I must REALLY like it or REALLY need it.

I just spend a little here and a little there and I am just like. Oh. Not a lot of money left. Awks.

But back to what I said before with "Life not being based around money" is true. Money is a huge part of society today. But society isn't really a huge part of me right now. Money just isn't something I worry about, although I should. I don't worry about it until the last minute.

I am not exactly an "anarchist" as whenever I explain to people that I "Sort of" am, they take it as a "Sarah is an anarchist.". OH MY GOD. That awkward moment when I confuse communism and anarchy. But what I said about anarchy is true, but apply that also to communism.

Wow. That was actually funny.

So yeah, I am not *exactly* a communist, obviously, I live in Canada. But thats exactly the point. I believe in communism, and I KNOW that it could possibly work. Just not in this society. With Canadian citizens today, it is likely to be chaos if Canada was suddenly a communist country. But with the right people and the right society, communism could work. I guess I prefer the idea of communism.

But before, what I said about anarchism, I feel the same way with communism. It could work, just not in Canadian society.

WHY ARE MY BLOG POSTS SO SERIOUS.

Fish. Monkeys. Puberty. Okay. This blog post is officially immature.


Personal Quote: "If change exists, and so does time, then I am never the same person at any one given time. Yet if the person is made up of all experiences, then I am always the same person and never change. If change is constant, that makes it the only constant, yet making me constant."

I LOVE TO LEARN.

I could insert about a billion quotes from various philosophers and in general, learners from almost any period in time about how humans strive to learn. But instead, I shall share my opinion.

I love to learn. I have always loved school.

Humans do strive to learn though--- we require new information to replace the old, and we try to learn from literally anything from around us.

People associated "learning" with school, and although a lot of "learning" happens at school, it isn't the only place where we learn. I hope that people realize this, it could seem somewhat remedial, but some may not actually fully realize this.

I've known that I have loved school but until like grade 7-9ish (I don't know exactly when) I realized, its not just school I love, but actually learning. I mean heck-- last summer I was so bored out of my mind I literally just started reading the most random books on the most random subjects. I even watched some lectures. Once I took notes. Yes, I am that much of a nerd.

But the truth is, I am simply another human that strives to learn.

I love learning so much, I realized that I want to teach. Through teaching, you learn a LOT as well.

I was stating on my one exam question in family questions... (yes, it was an exam question) that we had to talk about our futures. The question was related, because we did have a brief unit on moving out of the home, post secondary education, etc. But at the time I stated that I wanted to become a Psychologist and then continue on with education especially with History and Sociology, for the rest of my life. I stated I wanted to stay in universtiy part-time.

Now, things have changed. I was actually legit, in DENIAL that I wanted to become a teacher. I felt like it wasn't as respected of a position if I simply wanted to be a high school teacher. If my friends are becoming doctors, then I should want to strive for something higher, right? Well where was it my right to assume that being a teacher is a non-respected position? Sheesh.

I wish I could go back and rewrite that exam question. I want to say how I want to be a Intermediate/Senior teacher of Psychology (in general, humanities) and either History or Phys Ed (I haven't chosen my minor yet...). I would still speak of wanting to continue education. I want to do concurrent Ed (hopefully at Lakehead). So at the end of that I would have a BA in Psych. After I get my Bachelor of education, then I would continue in part time university to get my masters and my PhD in psych, focusing more specifically upon Educational Psychology (possibly may be moving out to Alberta to do their Educational Psychology program... maybe.. probably not).

But that wasn't my point. My point is I love to learn. I probably will be a student the rest of my life, and a teacher. I just have a "thing" for it. I do love Psychology, Philosophy, Sociology, History, and being Active... but I can TEACH these things. Maybe not all of them. I only need two subjects. But if I end up getting BAs in all of them... I'd be an awesome teacher.. well, a well-qualified teacher.

I do still want a PhD.

I don't think I will be a teacher my entire life, I can't be anyways. I might do it for 5-10 years, then either move onto being a board member for a school board, or do something with Education for the government of ontario. Maybe I will be a teacher's teacher, and teach university students going for their bachelors in education. Who knows.

All I know, is that I love to learn. I love it so much that I am taking HZT4U (Did I actually just remember the course code for Philosophy? Yes... I think so.), this summer. I finished the first lesson of Unit 1. There are 9 lessons in unit 1, and 5 Units in total. I am aiming to have all of unit 1 done by Saturday. I am not sure when Mr. M is putting up the other units. He only has unit 1 and Unit 5 up online right now, because unit 5 has the culminating... which I think means we don't have an exam...

But I am really enjoying philosophy so far. I just wish I could just read over all of the lessons and not do the assignments. Not all Lessons have an assignment, but I'd say 40% of them do. I am just starting the 2nd assignment. Well 3rd, the first assignment was 2 parts.

Oh, and just a thought. If humans thrive to learn, in general, if a person dislikes something like school, they really only dislike the school itself, or the subject of learning, not specifically school. For a person to want to drop out of school there is some other outstanding factor affecting them... because if humans really do enjoy learning, they wouldn't want to drop out of school. This is again obvious, but still. I wanted to state it.

Anyways, I leave you with a quote from something I was reading in philosophy.


Quote: ‎"as I sometimes think that others are in error respecting matters of which they believe themselves to possess a perfect knowledge, how do I know that I am not also deceived each time I add together two and three, or number the sides of a square, or form some judgment still more simple, if more simple indeed can be imagined?" - Rene Descartes