After my sabbatical

Its been awhile since I was inspired enough to make an entry... I've been busy. My new course keeps me busy. I love it inspite of the fact that most of the people in it get a kick out of dissecting each others negative qualities and feeling good about themselves. Its a seriously BORING passtime. I never knew I was living amongst such absolute hypocrites. This doesn't make me an angel. I'm so confused about the person I am that I'm sure that I'm everything bad and maybe something good. All the same, one thing I know for sure is that the petty day to day insecurities and goof ups of every tom, dick and harry do not thrill me.I get bored... I get bored a lot these days. Getting very emotionally numb too. Thats what scares me the most. I've become so cynical that the most horrific stories of injustice and intolerance just leave me feeling hurt at a superficial level. I used to get touched and be able to empathise but all thats gone. Hmm...
A friend recently asked me how come my blog was so depressing. I hadn't realised how boring it was until he pointed it out. I guess its because I'm not going through a very cheerful phase at the moment. I hope that my humour returns soon. I really miss it.
I'm glad I'm back in my confessional blog groove. I find it really therapeutic. I somehow find it very hard to talk to people.... Wonder why? Maybe because most of the time people don't want to listen. They just want to talk about themselves... Or maybe its because I'm screwed up in the head.