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YES!  I AM DONE. See you lot later, I’ll be in bed for the rest of the weekend.  

YES! 

I

AM

DONE.

See you lot later, I’ll be in bed for the rest of the weekend.  

Laatste loodjes…

Ben nu bezig met Camus, die een essay (lees: boek) heeft geschreven dat De mens in opstand heet, en in de kantlijn ergens in hoofdstuk 1 heb ik geschreven: ‘opstand = een positie buiten de heiligheid, dus byebye geloof, hello ratio’.

Almost done, almost done.

I’m going to sleep for so long once this bloody thing is on its way to my professor. 

Part of this final I’m working on is an essay, and it’s supposed to be about French existentialism in some way, shape or form. Mine is, but starting to in just a minor degree. Yesterday I decided to write about neurobiological determinism and how it may refute the existentialist idea that existence precedes essence. It’s quite elaborate, but in short, it’s about how psychopathic serial killers developed a certain defect in their brains during fetal development in the womb, which made them more likely to become psychopathic serial killers because of what the defect did to their ideas of morality, their levels of aggression and their lack of inhibition. And existentialists say that existence precedes essence, in other words, that humans exist first and then define themselves by the choices they make. So there is no such thing as human nature, we are all free to do whatever we want at any time. Right? Yeah. No. Those psychopathic serial killers were in some ways always going to make the choices they made, because for them they aren’t really choices. They’re inevitabilities. Their brains, our brains control us in such ways that our freedom, our essence, isn’t as wide open and optional as existentialists like to think. Even for normal people, that is to say, people with brains that don’t have major anomalies.  Anyway, that’s what I’m writing about. And it has to be done in 1 freaking day (today). Plus I haven’t finished answering all of the reading questions yet. The funny thing is, though, this is supposed to be a philosophy paper, yet after I finished my exhilarating research on neurobiological anomalies and started reading about Sartre’s idea of freedom, I became very bored and easily distracted. Maybe I’m studying the wrong thing. Or maybe existentialism just sucks.  View high resolution

Part of this final I’m working on is an essay, and it’s supposed to be about French existentialism in some way, shape or form. Mine is, but starting to in just a minor degree. Yesterday I decided to write about neurobiological determinism and how it may refute the existentialist idea that existence precedes essence. It’s quite elaborate, but in short, it’s about how psychopathic serial killers developed a certain defect in their brains during fetal development in the womb, which made them more likely to become psychopathic serial killers because of what the defect did to their ideas of morality, their levels of aggression and their lack of inhibition. And existentialists say that existence precedes essence, in other words, that humans exist first and then define themselves by the choices they make. So there is no such thing as human nature, we are all free to do whatever we want at any time. Right? Yeah. No. Those psychopathic serial killers were in some ways always going to make the choices they made, because for them they aren’t really choices. They’re inevitabilities. Their brains, our brains control us in such ways that our freedom, our essence, isn’t as wide open and optional as existentialists like to think. Even for normal people, that is to say, people with brains that don’t have major anomalies. 

Anyway, that’s what I’m writing about. And it has to be done in 1 freaking day (today). Plus I haven’t finished answering all of the reading questions yet. The funny thing is, though, this is supposed to be a philosophy paper, yet after I finished my exhilarating research on neurobiological anomalies and started reading about Sartre’s idea of freedom, I became very bored and easily distracted. Maybe I’m studying the wrong thing. Or maybe existentialism just sucks. 

I just got that tingly feeling you get when you finally understand something really difficult.

I like it. More please.

I’ll be sitting here, drinking tea and eating Mentos, trying to understand negation from Sartre’s point of view.

Could someone turn this into a song, please?

Late night cup of tea and going to bed early. I’m planning to take one final sprint with my final final, which is due on Friday. It’s about French existentialism, so I have to know stuff about Sartre, de Beauvoir and Camus, which is horrific. I sucked during classes, so I’m a little nervous about the exam. Oh well.

Greetings from my clean bed. It is, however, currently filled with exam stress and frustration. Why couldn’t cinema have been invented last year? All I would’ve had to know was how they made Inception and what the hell The Tree of Life was about. Both of which I can talk about for hours.  Anyway, on the lighter side of things, I’ve got a Christmas event to volunteer at after my exam tomorrow. Should be loads of fun, and it’s for charity.  View high resolution

Greetings from my clean bed. It is, however, currently filled with exam stress and frustration. Why couldn’t cinema have been invented last year? All I would’ve had to know was how they made Inception and what the hell The Tree of Life was about. Both of which I can talk about for hours. 

Anyway, on the lighter side of things, I’ve got a Christmas event to volunteer at after my exam tomorrow. Should be loads of fun, and it’s for charity. 

An iPod makes it all better, doesn’t it? View high resolution

An iPod makes it all better, doesn’t it?

I’m leaving this couch only to make myself a new cup of tea.