I think i am glad that things happened the way they did. I am sure she would be happier in the long run.

Anyway, school's been a bitch. And it's only 2 days. Firstly, reaching school at 6pm is already depressing. Going to grab a bite in the canteen means having to deal with dirty tables that were laden with the day's leftovers. And i don't get to meet my friends outside of those taking psych.

And 2 classes only, i'm already piled with work. Weekly reaction papers to 3 journal articles per module per week means that i got to start thinking when's the best time to do all the readings ... and i figure it's almost all the free time i've got. Oh. Yay.