The First Year Experience

SO, today was the first day of classes. I had math, chemistry, and English. My math teacher assumed that no one was a freshman and was speaking about classes that "everyone took their freshman year". I had no idea what classes he was talking about or even why I needed to know about them, but man was it funny. This man emphasizes the wrong words at the weirdest times, and he seemed to think that everyone was loving his jokes. Let me tell ya... Jokes from a teacher in college equals not really that funny.

After class I went up to my dorm, because the buildings are right next to each other, and switched out my books. I had a little but of time to kill so I checked my e-mail and found my syllabus for English to print out. I also found my math one and put it on a thumb drive. Then I went to the Library and has a nice young man explain to we how to log in, where to put my thumb drive, and how to print. Thanks, whoever you are, you made me have to think a little less today. I decided to take my bike to my chemistry lecture, in BARNHILL ARENA. Yeah, that's right my class was in a basketball stadium.

My professor is a very nice lady that has, well lets just say, a lot of quirks. There are three hundred and thirty five students in my class, and she also finds it apparent to tells jokes and just be nerdy in front or all of us. Don't get me wrong, I love dorky and nerdy people, but when I'm paying good money for a higher education I would like for everyone to treat class with respect. All my professors are very nice people and are very intelligent, no offense to them, but my learning style is a little more exact than: um okay so next, let's um talk about me. I love the out doors, like this one time... Now my English teacher he is just the right amount of funny and intellect.

Before we get to English lets talk about between classes. I have enough time between classes that I could actually be having another class. I biked up to the poultry science building and found out that tomorrow I don't have early morning class, then went to the book store and bought a class that I will be in for eight weeks. Yeah more books to pay for!!!! Then I went and had lunch in Brough,

Brough during lunch time it crazy! I got the first thing that I saw, grabbed my drink, and wandering for four minutes trying to find a seat. I eventually gave up and stood on the bar type seating area. Yet again a nice young man helped me out. He was done and was waiting on his friend so her gave me his chair. Thanks, whoever you are, I enjoy sitting while I eat. After lunch I went up to my room to change. It was only 12 ish and I had to change shirts because I was so sweaty.

English, not that was a fun class. This man repeats himself, has the voice you hear when you listens to books on CD, and was very serious while telling us: "That if we choose to be on Dickson, to be careful whose car you get into, and to watch yourself, because you are a precious human being" Loving this guy. He was very nice and after talking about band stuff he had my attention. My father is actually very happy to read the book that I will be reading for comp, so yet again thanks books!!!!! You cost my family so much money.

After class I scooted on down to the bank, and to work. Man we were busy!!! By the time I got out of work it had started to rain, so it took me seventeen minutes to get home, thankfully I didn't have to walk up any hills.   :)  I decided to have my first attempt at doing laundry. I got down to the laundry room around sevenish. I waited thirty minutes for a washer, and then I spent forty minutes watching TV. Then I finally got the dryer and that took fifty-five minutes. During this time I talked to about fifteen different people, moved three strangers laundry from the washer to the dryer and got in some quality TV watching time. I got back to my room around nine-thirty.

I put my laundry away, took a shower, and had a quick snack. I have no idea how many times I've yawned during writing this, but I'm sure I couldn't count it on my fingers and toes. To all my high school friends that are in college... text me, let me know how its going. If you have skype lets talk, because I'd love to see where you will be living for the next year. So have a good night and an awesome first week of college, to others an amazing school year, and parents sorry but we're growing up so get use to having an empty place in you house. But remember, we are always in your hearts. Your welcome mom and dad...