Back to school

It was the 1st day of classes today… or should I say yesterday… Hmmm…whatever!

I only have two classes or six units this semester. I opted not to take any more than that because last semester was really toxic… neigh! Hellish would be the right term. 9 units of graduate courses and a full time job was like slowly committing suicide. All three subjects took their toll but I am happy to report that I somehow passed all three subjects.

I was kinda hoping that things would be a bit lighter this semester but my hopes were quickly dashed when my first teacher laid out what was in store for us, he actually used up the whole 3 hours talking about different approaches to case studies and the different methods we could use for our reports. When I got to the office earlier this evening I found my 25 mb email account in the red, my professor apparently emailed a lot of the readings for our class. I guess he wants us to start reading up.

Luckily my professor for my 4 to 7 pm class was a no show. Good… or so I thought, I found out later that he or she left us an assignment. We are so supposed to read books 2 and 3 of the Labor code. Damn! This is not going to be a walk in the park.

I got another email again. The same forwarded email I received a couple of days ago. It seems like a message asking me… Why? But its just lines from a TV show that could be nothing more than that, just lines from a TV show. I don’t know how to reply or if I should even do so in the first place. I don’t know, I just don’t know.

Why can’t we just say exactly what we mean? Why do we have to hide behind poetry and lines from TV show to convey what we feel and to ask the questions we wish to ask?

One of my officemates said... It doesnt matter, at least I am not lonely. That got me thinking, is loneliness so bad that you can say "atleast I am not lonely" I don't know why but that sounds so wrong. Sometimes it seems like I'd rather be alone than not be sure.