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I'm not a nerd, at least that's what I tell myself. Heh. But when I'm in class, I really can't stand it when other people around me are whispering, but not in the quiet-so-others-can't-hear-you way. The loud, obvious whispering that goes on in the relatively large classes here really pisses me off. It's hard enough trying to understand what the professor is saying without other distractions going on around you. It's kind of crazy how rude some of these people are to the professors. Even the people in the very first row are chit chatting as the professor's lecturing. Argh! But the professor doesn't say anything at all, not even a glare in their direction! Errrrrrrgh. So frustratingly annoying!

/rant

Taking a course on … well, ethics of sexuality. Sexual ethics. Find it interesting - who’s the judge what’s right or wrong or what’s considered a good conduct when it comes to sexuality. Some things that may be considered “wrong” in one society or culture may not be in another. Some things that are frowned upon by one social class may be prevalent in another due to necessity.

There’s such a wide range of sexual behavior along with different experiences, and it seems kind of ridiculous to apply a set ethical standard to it.

Not to mention, which set ethical standard are we talking about? The one from a Chinese person’s point of view? or from a Westerner’s point of view? or from a woman’s point of view? or from a man’s?

Margaret Farley, the author of the book, Just Love, that we're reading from argues,

"Whatever our intellectual theories about sex and morality, moral questions do emerge a the heart of our sexual lives. Hence, skeptical or not, efforts to develop or at least refine a sexual ethic are inevitable."

I guess I can follow that. We all judge one another (inevitable), and for some people, having a set guideline to follow would make their lives easier. But that just brings me back to the question of who decides on these set ethical standards of sexuality?

Well, it's just the start of the book. Will find out more as I continue reading, I guess.

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I've forgotten how ADD European weather is.

This morning I wake up (at 730, sigh) and it's pretty cold and drizzly. Then, we go to Brussels, and it's cloudy with some blue skies and sun shining through, so it's relatively warm. Then, it starts pouring like no tomorrow with the sun shining in the distance (wtf?!). Then, we get back to Leuven, and stepping out of the train station my mom says, "well, the weather here is pretty good - look, the floor is dry!" And we see some blue skies in the distance. Then, two seconds later it starts raining. =.= THEN! We're five minutes away from home, and the clouds clear and blue skies and the bright sun comes out. And it is hot and blinding because of the wet cobblestoned streets reflecting sunlight (see above picture). And right now, it's getting cold again. ALL THIS IN A DAY. I'm surprised it's not SNOWING. (Just watch.)

Sigh. It makes deciding what to wear in the mornings a difficult task. I known I should layer, but then I'm too lazy to have to take clothes off and carry them around. So I normally end up either overdressing (like today, wearing a sweater, a vest, and a thick jacket) or underdressing (hoodie and tshirt). Blah.


On another note, discussion classes at 9 am are a bad idea. It requires me to wake up at 730, and today in particular, it causes me to not think coherently after a long climb up the damn steep hill to get to a library that's hidden away in a small alley, which I luckily stumble upon, but get lost trying to find the room in the library because it's like four flights down on level 92 but not on level 92 exactly but rather between levels 91 and 92. WTF?! In that case, the room number should be 91.5.03 not 92.03. That is MISLEADING. And then the prof talks about ethics (ugh) and what we're required to do in the class and I hear her talking, but none of it is actually being absorbed. So, if you ask me now what she said, I would have to say, I have no ideas? Thankfully there is a syllabus. Phew! Then the prof asks me what I think ethics is, and I somehow manage to blurt out an answer without thinking about what I was saying. Sigh. I hope it made some sort of sense. Ah whatever, I can't even remember what I said. Sigh


Enough random ranting for today. And I actually wanted to blog about accents. But that'll be for another time.

Ah, I missed a blog post yesterday. >.< Sigh. Bad!