Another day, another lecture.
Just a week or so ago here I was passing comment on how some students don't seem to cope with the 9 am starts, and this morning I didn't feel much like it.
Nor did the lecturer by the general dishevelledness of him.
Still, we all livened up and got some stuff done.

Yesterday was enrolment time for next year's modules.
Briefly I did mull over the idea of taking a year out and going back to work full time to save some money.
But like I said, it was only a brief thought.

I have another random observation to offer:

Sometimes when discussing parts of the course, or the games we play a lot of my younger contemporaries have far stronger opinions as to they're worth. Feeling that some are a waste of time.
Maybe it's being older, or maybe it's my newbie status in the world of performing arts, but they all seem pretty relevant: even hopping around holding my ankles.

I do remember feeling very strongly about such things as a younger woman. I wonder if it's a feeling of insecurity which fosters such strong feelings and opinions. A way of overcompensating?