Back to uni

Well, technically it was back to uni yesterday, but hey.

Always such a joy to go back to school, a fresh start, new experiences to be had. Hah. More like the pains of having to pay up for all the material. "Would you like the new coursework, or be able to eat this month?" The prices are horrendous, really...they're asking for two good-sized virgin sacrifices, at least. Or possibly a limb.

Starting my second year now, and when I look at all the new students on campus, I start to wonder if I was also that lost last year. There's new people everywhere, and they don't have a clue to where they should be, or what they should do. Amusing.

It feels like an eternity ago. Starting uni for the first time, that is. After one BA, there is still the thrill of starting a new course, the prospect of what you are going to learn. But also, there is the irony that you remember very little of the course you took last year, and so, what did you really learn?

I shouldn't take pedagogy. It makes me think way too much.