1.09.2009

Review: First Week of School

My first day of school was not great. Somehow, even after checking the building abbreviations to make sure I went to the right place, I still sat in a dark and empty classroom for ten minutes in Winston on Wednesday morning, wondering where everyone was, before someone came along and told me that my class was actually in Withers. I don't know how I messed that up. Luckily, I was only five minutes late for class. Unluckily, the class was an upper-level Spanish class, and I haven't taken Spanish in a few years, and I don't remember how to conjugate into all the verb tenses, and I don't even remember how to say what time it is.

Later on Wednesday, I went to go to my piano class at 12:25. I got there a little early, so I started talking to this guy. Russ? Rich? Randy? It's a little fuzzy, but I have a feeling it started with an R. Anyway, R and I were talking about things, typical things like our majors and how much school we have left, and atypical things like how we're both reading Atlas Shrugged, and I asked him how he liked Beginning Piano I. He said, this is Beginning Piano I. And I checked my schedule, and my Beginning Piano II class started at 10:15. I was two hours late. I don't know how I messed that up, either.

Thursday went much better than Wednesday. I managed to be in all the right places at all the right times -- minor victory! Funny story: as I was waiting for my Arthurian Legends class to begin, I started listening to the conversations going on around me, and I overheard the person behind me, holding up his textbook and pointing, say to the person sitting next to me: "Look! They have the edition of Sir Gawain and the Green Knight that Tolkien edited! Awesome!" And I thought, "Oh, man. What losers." And simultaneously, "That is so cool." Apparently I'm a dork at heart, but I'm a dork that feels superior to other dorks.

My conclusion is, I think this semester is going to be alright. I think that in part because I'm dropping the upper-level Spanish class, meaning I don't have to desperately try to re-learn the Spanish I should already know, and also it means that I don't have any classes at all on Mondays and Fridays. Right now I'm waiting for Enrollment to open so I can drop it for good. Drop it like it's hot. I woke up at 6:00 and came downstairs and immediately started searching for a class that I could take instead of the Spanish class (I didn't want to lower the number the number of hours I'm taking this semester), with the knowledge that if I didn't find one, I would have to go to Spanish, without having taken a shower first, and without my homework done. Thank goodness, I found another English class, so I don't have to go to Spanish at all ever again.

1 comment:

  1. Que pena que no tomes una clase de español. Habriamos tenido un buen rato hablando acerca de los 'dorks' que son mas 'dorkier' que nosotras. Pero bueno.

    PS, you can ask Bryan what that means (it's not bad--it's funny)

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