A month has passed and I'm almost finished with the course Bioinformatics. I still have to write a paper, but that is it. Everything goes so fast these days.
It's the first time in two years, that our whole class has been split up. Everyone walks their own path. During January our class was split up not evenly into two groups, because we could choose between three courses and two of them were chosen by us. We were somehow still part of a whole, because we saw each other almost two times a week instead of five. Only now for the upcoming two months. It will be different. Almost everyone will choose another course or they will work the upcoming two months. I'll be following the course "Science, Medicine and the uncommodification of Health". It will start tomorrow and I wonder how my class will be like. It will definitely be with people, who aren't studying Medical Informatics. Since I'm the only one of them who is going to follow this course. I'm so nervous! It's a course for 16 weeks and only on Monday's. I wonder if I can find a part-time job for two days in the week for these two months... I'm a freelancer, so working steadily is so much better.
After these two months the class will be a whole again.
Last week, I received a letter from a penpal. I haven't heard from him for almost a year and it was such a surprise. It was a very sweet letter. What made me so happy! Hopefully I'll see him more online or hear from him through email. Email is so much faster, than through mail. We didn't have each others emailaddress before, so we kept in contact through the old fashioned, personal letters. I still adore them. The letters I mean, even if it's old fashioned. Somehow the paper and the handwritting seems so much closer.
A really bad thing that happend two weeks ago was that I became ill and I lost my voice for a few days. It was supose to be a normal cold. I was so wrong. I could hardly whisper. It felt weird. I needed my voice to speak out, but somehow it made me realize that I wanted to be heard. Kind of stupid! I love to listen and I don't really like to say too much. The risk of saying something too much or just silly or just being misunderstood is just not worth to say a word. As I said stupid! Ah well, life goes on and I'm ready to start my new course tomorrow.