Today I was running around Uni like a headless chicken. Even after 6 years on such a small campus, I can still get lost.

I was trying to locate the Philosophy Department (I know where everything else is, Law, Engineering, Medicine, for somehow my lectures usually end up in these buildings), and after roaming around in circles, I finally found it. For starters, Philosophy isn’t a terribly popular subject. I had to manually enrol in a tutorial on my own, instead of having the school’s computer system do it for me. At least I can say that is justifiable, there are only 30 people enrolled in this subject at most. *before I go on, I’m enrolled in this subject called Philosophical Problems of Space and Time*

Having studied Commerce and Information Systems my entire Uni career, the Philosophy art of teaching isn’t really on par with what you’d expect at University level. I believe that the lecturer knows his stuff, but he’s organizational skills are somewhat lacking, if non existent. Heh, okie, maybe he ain’t that bad. Unlike my two other degrees and their respective subjects, there are no lecture notes here, no coherent guide to the direction of the course and the lecturer spans off in different directions. Philosophers, unlike economists, accountants or techies like me, don’t restrict you to a certain view of things. They’d tell you something, which is related to something else, which can also be viewed in this light, or another, or a third. So all I ended up with was a confused garble of information in my head.

Today was also my first tute. It’s customary for the tutor to introduce himself. So he’s a PhD student, with mismatching socks and a quaver tatoo on his foot. Interesting… and then the other 10 or so people introduced themselves. 1/3 of them are exchange students from the US, the rest are at least doing Arts or Arts combined with Science or Engineering. I’m er.. the odd one out.

I was hoping that the tutor would provide better guidance and instruction. He did, but after a while I was daydreaming and thinking of how I should present this blog entry to you. After a dreamy 2 hr state of existence, classes finally ended.

So it is painful Mondays, 2 hrs of Philosophy consecutively. It was my choice to choose something different. It has been.. educational.. hehe.. I hope I don’t screw this subject up too badly.