It's been raining for most of the day. I was at a lecture when I heard a strange sound that kept getting louder. I had assumed at first that it was the air conditioning. A quick glance to the window at the back of the lecture hall told the tale, though: It was raining. And quite heavily, too. (Note to Fenrir: Yeah. The maths lecture was terrible, but that was to be expected. I think the bio moudle would go swimmingly.) Anyway, I feel that rain doesn't actually lower my morale the way it does with others'. I guess it's because bright sunlight hurts my eyes somewhat, and I feel less stressed when the clouds are providing me cover.
I'm not really over my little low at the moment. Was on the bus when I'd overheard a guy talking to his friends about financial aid from the institution. I believe that it had something to do with his family. I'd felt a little sorry for him since I'm in a similar albeit watered down version of his situation. So anyway, that made me think of someone who was on scholarship and was forced by the company to study a rather undesirable subject combination. I guess that's the way it is with studies and obligations. And then I'm also confused about my choices. It's something like choosing between studying what I like and am good at (but is also not really in demand) and what I'm ok at and don't really like (but is marketable). It's really a matter of what I'd wind up doing with my certificates. I don't think I'd actually enjoy mainstream employment, and thus my concept of success in life doesn't directly coincide with others'. It's hard to ask the opinions of others, then. I guess I'll just go with my gut for now.
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