Holy Hell! I knew that graduate school would be a lot of work, but damn, by the time I get to Thursday I feel like my ass has been kicked all week. Fortunately the graduate students in my department are already all pretty close and supportive. It is intimidating though because two of my three graduate classes are reading seminars (meaning a shit ton of reading, then writing, and discussion) and everyone is really intelligent and insightful, me not so much. But I'm for sure learning a lot.

Dear nature, you're a dick.
My heart goes out to all the people who have suffered from our nightmare spring and summer in Colorado. 13 wildfires across the state and hundreds of houses burned. I've had friends lose their homes and everything in the High Park Fire. And now my Aunt and little cousin probably won't have a home by morning due to the Waldo Canyon Fire in Colorado Springs. Now there is another one right on the city limits of Boulder. It doesn't help that nature keeps piling it on with nearly everyday hitting record temperatures and gusts of winds reaching 60 mph in fire areas.

Well today was the second day of classes for my last semester for my History BA. Over the time I've been back in school I've wanted to meet people (especially 'cause the amount of students means there is all kinds of people out there). But my social handicap seems to prevent me from really getting to know anyone and making new friends.

I was going to find someway to resolve this but my semester is going to be insane, bringing in my other issue; time managment.

Oh well, at least the classes should be interesting. Athough I don't know if it will different from the other lonely semesters.

Krampus wishes you a Merry Christmas!