First Day of Class

Some observations:

(1)  It was an absolutely beautiful day.  Just gorgeous.

This photo wasn't taken today but it's pretty nonetheless.  Just imagine this shot with way more sunshine.

(2)  Walking in the middle of campus with all the other students made me feel approximately 1,000 years old.

(3)  Because of my OCD tendencies, I forced G to scout out the class building with me last week.  So I wouldn't be nervous about finding the building today.  Turns out I should have forced him into finding the classroom as well, because it's located in a labyrinth.  I had to make like 4 laps around the place before I found where I was going.

(4)  When I finally huffed my way into the room, I needed to make sure I was in the right place, so I leaned over and asked the girl next to me if this was the Willa Cather class.  She didn't even look at me.  No response whatsoever.  Then I noticed she had earphones in.  I am the biggest dork alive.

(5)  Again with the feeling like a geriatric.  Just pass the Metamucil already.

(6)  The class is a combination of undergrads and grads.  This is great because compared to the undergrads I feel like a genius.  Someone with my life put together and a few years of adulthood under my belt.  However, this whole sharing-the-class-with-them sucks because we share a syllabus and I see exactly how much more work I have to do than them.  **sigh**

(7)  It was with great hesitation that I pulled out my notebook in order to take notes.  My old school notebook, you know, not the electronic kind.  As I hauled it out of my oversized purse, it occurred to me that I shouldn't have picked the color pink.  I fully expected all the other students to use laptops but most didn't.  Well, yet.  I found out many of them downloaded the texts onto their Kindles.  Kids these days.

Well, peeps, I'd love to make this post longer.  But I have homework to do!  Like, loads of it!  Cue the 75 heart attacks...