Actually I am not, I just got home about 30 minutes ago from a grueling 12 hour day at the University. It’s actually hard not to say school, because I feel as though I never really left an academic institution, and when I did I was still learning things and reading papers.

It’s probably quite sad, to look at a 38 year old doing a second undergrad.

It does look sad, I look at myself and think of my current situation in disgust.

Which is super weird that I am actually enjoying myself.

I just recently viewed reconnected on Instagram with two people, that were in a bad that I really liked and I saw downtown whenever I could. Seeing their faces was so refreshing, but I am sure they don’t really remember me, after all I was essentially a male groupie minus the sex.

I am taking a course on vertebrate histology, and have been tasked with the assignment of making a web page for grade 7 and 8 students, one that will educate them about HPV. At first my instructor had the idea of setting me up with HIV, but I said that is a bit much for grade 7 and 8’s.

I am also not fond of scaring individuals out of sex, that’s just not something I would do.

I don’t know if I want to use this blog as a medium for this university project, like I don’t want to go through that fucking bullshit political correctness and get expelled from the University of Toronto, like I did Centennial College over some Medium article.

It’s not there anymore, I deleted all my content and my membership.

I have this lab course, and honestly, IT’S SO BRUTAL. Every week there is like minimum 5 different experiments, and we have to know the theory behind them, what kind of techniques are used for which stain and when should you add this, or not add this, and how long a solution should be on before it completely destroys everything you were doing.

Okay, I got to go to bed, I have to be in the lab tomorrow.

I love the lab though.