Michelangelo sibyl from the Sistine Chapel

 

back to school

Sunday came and went without anything too dramatic happening and that was fine with me. Even better was the fact that most of my self-induced emotional trauma was gone and I could just relax for most of the day. For me it was something that I definitely needed.

Last week I picked up a course catalog for one of the local colleges and I don't think that my timing could have been any better. Online registration for the fall semester just started last Monday. I have yet to pick a class, but I know that it won't have anything to do with my job. I am convinced that I can learn more on the job than I can in school when it comes to technical things. Besides I want to take a class in something that has more emotional content to it. What I mean is that I'll either enroll in an art or English class. Yes, I know that I can paint and read by myself, but I want to be around other people who do these things. I need that interaction with creative people or people who appreciate something other than Cisco routers.

Yes, I am also hoping that I can get a social life going again by being back in school. Even though I have been away from the college scene for close to seven years, I think that I'll be fine. Appearance wise I truly doubt that I'll stick out that much because most people guess that I am twenty-five when they first meet me. The fact that I am a non-traditional student won't be made apparent until I start talking in class and besides being thirty and in college isn't all that odd anyway.

 
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