Feeling Philosophical.

I'm taking a course called happiness and freedom this semester. I thought it would help me look through life in a different perspective than I have.. and for the first couple of weeks, it wasn't what I expected. The only good thing about my late night class is that I get to ogle at my cute professor. I do not feel happy or free in that class; rather I feel sad and trapped. What's worse is that it's in the dungeon so it adds about 100 points to the depressingness of it :( Today however, we talked about promises. We talked about keeping promises and to break one would be wrong. I mean, I kind of knew that already.. like come on, what would be the point of making a promise if you had no intentions of keeping it. I know that there are certain circumstances that are beyond ones control that might cause someone to break their promise but even that is bad according to the view we were analyzing. So why make promises at all? Why make promises that even if they were not your fault that they were broken, they are still bad? Why would you risk that? I guess then promises should be used sparingly and you should know the limit to what you can promise. So, remember that the next time you intend on making a promise. Promises are not meant to be broken. I'm not even sure if this post makes sense.. I think I'm just rambling because I want to have something to say. I've kind of lost my words..