i know nothing

i think i've come to a point in my uni life where i'm starting to feel really dense. it's been quite some time since i last felt like that. it's not a very nice feeling. especially during class discussions, when you're talking about Derrida and Foucault and Adorno and theories of history and Habermas and lifeworld and Marxism. it's fun. it's intellectually stimulating. but painfully demanding readings-wise. i'm starting to wonder if it has something to do with the way i was brought up to think and study. what am i saying? of course it does. sheesh.