Days Go By

Well the first two days of school have been interesting.

My first education class was a shock. The teacher talks to us like we are in elementary school. "And where would you find a book if you didn't want to buy it? Where is the year of the book found?" And I have a book report due Friday on a elementary school book. All throughout the class I wanted to laugh because it is all just so foreign to me. I am looking forward to it, though. And Ashley and Joanne are in it. Oh but I don't know if I am in it yet b/c I'm not enrolled yet and so I have been going to Linguistics too, which has actually been kind of interesting.

Bio lab today was pretty basic but interesting. The best was looking through a microscope at a plant. It was so awesome seeing the cell wall and the chloroplasts moving around to chase the light. I just stared at it for a long time and smiled. There are so many perspectives you can see things from. And things are so intriquite and interesting. My lab teacher's name is Joe Mello. Haha. His name fits.

English was traumatic. I went to room 311, and was on the late side, but another guy walked in the same time as me so I thought I was fine. The prof had already started talking and I looked around and people had about four lines of notes so I figured he had started a little early. This guy was a nut case. He rambled about how the romantics searched for ideals and something about neo-classicism, and something about the universe being inside us, and then got on a rant about how no one has positive thoughts and somehow it is connected to the fact that living is expensive. I endured a half an hour of that torture and was seriously thinking of dropping the class. Then I realized that the prof had gotten really good ratings on polyratings, so I got to wondering if I was in the right class. I asked the person behind me what section this was. It was 12. I was supposed to be in 13. Dang it. This class was from 5-7. Mine was from 6-8. Dang it again. So I left and was quite distressed and Ashley was at work so I called Thomas and asked him the room number of my classroom. It was 211, not 311. Oops. So I went down a floor, fearing that I was going to be dropped already. But he hadn't taken roll yet! And he had just gone over the syllabus and I was soooooo happy.

I have lots of reading now and here I am procrastinating!