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School has started again. Now I remember why I spent the last 4 months drinking. It's so exhausting. Classes, meetings, seminars, it's just so much crap to do. By the time I'm done going to all the crap I'm supposed to be at I don't have any time to prepare my lectures or work on that thesis thing I keep hearing about.

Let's see...I taught yesterday for the first time. That's a bit weird. You walk into a room and there are all of these people looking at you expecting you to do something. You look back blankly. They expect you to talk for an hour and a half in some sort of enlightening and entertaining way. You pass at a syllabus you wrote 15 minutes before class and hope it doesn't have some retarded mistake in it. After a very long first class in which things don't go nearly as well as you hoped, people walk out smiling and happy like you don't completely suck. I guess that's pretty cool. Maybe I won't fail all of them.

I have to act responsibile. Even more so, since I have the bleached hair and the piercings which make me look like I'll let you slide.

It's just all a bit weird. I keep finding myself in an environment designed for grownups. Yet, I go home at night, I watch some cartoons and shoot my dart gun at my cats.