I bailed!

Yep, I bailed midway through my class during the 15-minute break. I just cannot stand it any more! The professor spent an hour-and-a-half talking on and on about the history of medieval Europe, in order to provide the backdrop that led to the formulation of Locke's theory. The importance of giving a BRIEF historical background that surrounded the time the theory was formulated is understandably needed since philosophers did not work in vacuum. BUT, anything over 30 minutes of introducing the fucked up socio-political reality of the medieval Europe is a bit too excessive. I slept through most of the lecture and woke up just in time for the break. With a little over an hour left in the class, it's hard to see how he can successfully sedge into the substantive part of the Lockean principles, especially when some guy was trying to promote his prowess of historical knowledge by constantly commenting about the facts of medieval Europe. Yeah, we all know it was a fucked-up period of European history, the monarch rule was divine, no separation between church and state, one's station in life was predetermined yada yada yada, so please get on with it, already!

Anyway, I'm going to UW-Madison tomorrow to conduct a research at its Southeast Asian Center. It'll be a nice break from all the European integration theoretical stuffs I've been reading through these past couple of weeks. Also, I've been sitting in this History of SE Asian class--on Patrick's suggestion--and I realize how little I know about the history of the region. The professor was kind enough to let me sit through her lectures when I told her that her class could help me in my research. The first question she asked me in class was that have I ever read Pramoedhya in Bahasa Indonesia? I guess she is big fan of him, who could as well be the first Indonesian to ever win the Nobel Literature prize; as matter of fact, I do have a few of his books but I'm missing the first book, Bumi Manusia, from the tetralogy.

Also, the fucking metal detector still went off when I walked through it at the Brady Street's Walgreen's tonight. I complained to the cashier that this happens to me all the time, and she said that I might have some electronic gadgets that set off the detector. Other than my cellphone, I have no other electronic gizmos on me. So, what's the problem? The cashier doesn't know since she's not an expert in security technology. Maybe walking in with nothing but my boxer shorts would probably solve the problem, but you know how much I hate drawing attention to myself. I guess I will have to live with the fact that I'm a legitimate threat to the security of all Walgreen's stores in the United States, and one day the FBI might come barging through my door to arrest me and keep me locked up in Fort Bragg along with other terrorist suspects.