I just finished the hardest class I've taken since I went back to school. It was not difficult because of the work or the teacher, it was the subject matter. The course was "Sexual Homicide." Why would I take such a course? Well I needed another upper level Sociology class, and it fit into my schedule. Also, I love the teacher, he is the best. I had taken "Psychology of the Criminal Mind" and "Criminal Profiling" about 2 years ago, and did really well in them. I figured I could handle this class as well. I was wrong. I don't know why it's haunting me the way it is. The images, the stories…I just can't wrap my head around the ugliness of it all. That human beings can hurt each other in such horribly ugly ways…I can't comprehend it. I understand the psychology of it. I understand the science, the logic of it all. But I can't understand it on a basic, human level. How someone can get to that place of torturing and humiliating and ending the life of another. As I sat in class for the past five weeks, as I sat there and listened to the stories and wrote my papers and read the chapters, the less I understood. Maybe it's better that way though. Maybe it's a good thing I can't get my mind into that place; it's far too ugly in there.
On another note…why are the DVDs for the last 2 seasons of Dr. Who so expensive? I want to buy them but they are like $65! Geez!! Like the BBC doesn't have enough money. Well my birthday's next week, who wants to buy them for me??
That's all for now…be well!!
P.S. Willow is still the devil