Bad news.
My uncle passed away 2 days ago.
It was really sudden.
Out of the blue actually.
I remember the last time I saw him before easter this year.
It was strange, because usually he is running late to family functions. But this time he was on time! And usually I don't really talk to him. But this time he sat down and asked me how studying was going, and how I was enjoying myself.
I said that things were going ok, and that it was tough, but i was enjoying what i was learning.
Then he told me about how he was enjoying lecturing at Mac Uni, and that he should have done this earlier, and how he just loves teaching kids.
But now he's gone.
It's so strange.
Because it was unexpected.
Sometimes i wonder how things work here.

I feel like...

I'm inadequate.
And i think to myself- what's the point? What was the point in giving up ready access to my friends & family. Letting my hobbies fall to the wayside because I'm so guilty about having to study. Feeling so guilty about having to study that i don't enjoy myself anyways.
And to top it off, trying constantly to pick yourself off the ground after getting yelled at by doctors?

I don't know.
I just had a bad day.
And i miss people.