Again back here. Just because i can't think of anything happy to write about. Actually lots of stuff to write about. I don't understand why I just sit here watching My Wife and Kids for so long. Hardly chatting or doing anything constructive when yes, there are things to do. For example help Mme Desbois with the novel. If only i could see what they actually expect the students to do. I want to teach English Literature. really. Well like give occasional guest lectures. tell people what i think explain things to them. Actually have a discussion on stuff. I love discussing. Will sleep now. Go away thoughts. go away longings. Go away thoughts of people I miss more than I should. I can't think of you. Can't you see that! It's not right.

Somehow now that I have this new blog, i want to write here more than otherwise. Something to do with a fascination with new things I guess. Don't know exactly why i am writing when i hardly have anytime left. Besides I don't want to miss this bus. Not this time again. Have done that a lot many times already. You know what I should have walked up now. It would have been good. Besides the weather's not that bad. I can walk back from the lycee tomorrow. What say? Let's see. Hadn't previewed coming home with Catherine this evening. It saves a bus ride. Good. What am i turning into. Anyways just 3 months left for this. Oh I need to make accounts. Will anyone read this? I don't want it to be read. Please listen anyone who happens to pass by this side, please look the other way. Ths is how I write in my thought book. Maybe I'll restrict it from people. Ok gotta go now.