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Good morning, flist. (I started to say 'Good morning ladies,' as most of my flist is female, but then I thought it might kinda annoy Mike. Hi, Mike!)
Anyway. It's way too freaking early as usual, and I'm (sob) getting ready for my first day of class. It hasn't had the best start.
I sort of meant to clean up some stuff in my room over my vacation, which mostly ended up ammounting to moving a bunch of crap into boxes so I could move the bookcase my phone line is behind, so we could hook up the DSL in my room (had to switch a wire over from the separate phone line we had for me, so the phone jack worked on the main line.) And those boxes have been kinda hanging out, getting slowly emptied as I put stuff away.
I thought I'd pushed them far enough out of the center of the room that I wouldn't trip over one when I got up to shut up my alarm clock this morning, but...Apparently not. I tripped over something when I dashed over to my alarm. Normally I'm more careful, but we must've hit the volume control during the DSL set up, because I woke up with the radio SCREAMING at me, scared myself to death, and wanted the noise to stop NOW.
I fell, of course. Hit my arm on a box- I think that might be okay- but what really may come back to haunt me is the large muscle in my leg just below my butt. I landed right on it, and it's still pretty sore. On the plus(?) side, it's going to be pretty cold today I think, so maybe it won't bruise too badly. I don't have time to sit on an ice pack this morning (am not really too intersted in that anyway) but maybe I'll sit on a cement bench on my break...
I have class every day except Tuesday, and the only thing I have on Thursday is an 8:00 AM Spanish lab. And possibly some independant work to do in the language lab, I seem to recall a lot of that from my French 1 back in the day.
I guess I'm pretty much resigned to going back to school, and kind of excited about my English Lit class. Spanish not so much, though it'll be good to start learning the language for real, not just the bits and pieces you pick up living in CA, plus the swearwords a friend taught me in high school (I still remember how to tell someone to F their mother in Spanish, which I've never actually done...)
As usual, the real reason i don't want to go has more to do with the other people I have to deal with than anything else. The lost freshmen, including all the pissed off ones who 'forgot' to apply to State, and whose parents are making them try and take classes at City College. The crowds of people scrambling to get classes (and good luck with that.) A friend of my family who works for the college told me before Christmas they were having budget issues again, which means they'll be cutting stuff wherever they can, which means fewer sections of stuff.
I really hope enough people signed up for English Lit to keep it afloat. I'm really counting on English Lit to save my sanity at school this semester, since I figure nobody will be there but students who at least have half a brain and like English. It's pretty much an elective for everyone but the English majors, and I like the English majors, most of the ones I've met. I like the elective people even more. I'm really hoping the class makeup will be a lot like that of my Classic Myths class. We had some fun in there.
I know nothing about my teachers yet, and I'm hoping they're alright too.
Mostly I'm looking forward to getting this day done and over with, because the first day is always the worst. I'm taking the cane and will probably be carrying it in my hand when I get out of the car, that's how bad the crowds are. (Plus I've figured out no one asks me for directions, for some reason, if I'm carrying it...)
And I suppose I'd better go finish chucking stuff into my backpack, dig up my bus tokens, and other fun stuff. I'm going to try to update a little more this semester than I did last, but we'll (as always) have to see how it goes.
Anyway. It's way too freaking early as usual, and I'm (sob) getting ready for my first day of class. It hasn't had the best start.
I sort of meant to clean up some stuff in my room over my vacation, which mostly ended up ammounting to moving a bunch of crap into boxes so I could move the bookcase my phone line is behind, so we could hook up the DSL in my room (had to switch a wire over from the separate phone line we had for me, so the phone jack worked on the main line.) And those boxes have been kinda hanging out, getting slowly emptied as I put stuff away.
I thought I'd pushed them far enough out of the center of the room that I wouldn't trip over one when I got up to shut up my alarm clock this morning, but...Apparently not. I tripped over something when I dashed over to my alarm. Normally I'm more careful, but we must've hit the volume control during the DSL set up, because I woke up with the radio SCREAMING at me, scared myself to death, and wanted the noise to stop NOW.
I fell, of course. Hit my arm on a box- I think that might be okay- but what really may come back to haunt me is the large muscle in my leg just below my butt. I landed right on it, and it's still pretty sore. On the plus(?) side, it's going to be pretty cold today I think, so maybe it won't bruise too badly. I don't have time to sit on an ice pack this morning (am not really too intersted in that anyway) but maybe I'll sit on a cement bench on my break...
I have class every day except Tuesday, and the only thing I have on Thursday is an 8:00 AM Spanish lab. And possibly some independant work to do in the language lab, I seem to recall a lot of that from my French 1 back in the day.
I guess I'm pretty much resigned to going back to school, and kind of excited about my English Lit class. Spanish not so much, though it'll be good to start learning the language for real, not just the bits and pieces you pick up living in CA, plus the swearwords a friend taught me in high school (I still remember how to tell someone to F their mother in Spanish, which I've never actually done...)
As usual, the real reason i don't want to go has more to do with the other people I have to deal with than anything else. The lost freshmen, including all the pissed off ones who 'forgot' to apply to State, and whose parents are making them try and take classes at City College. The crowds of people scrambling to get classes (and good luck with that.) A friend of my family who works for the college told me before Christmas they were having budget issues again, which means they'll be cutting stuff wherever they can, which means fewer sections of stuff.
I really hope enough people signed up for English Lit to keep it afloat. I'm really counting on English Lit to save my sanity at school this semester, since I figure nobody will be there but students who at least have half a brain and like English. It's pretty much an elective for everyone but the English majors, and I like the English majors, most of the ones I've met. I like the elective people even more. I'm really hoping the class makeup will be a lot like that of my Classic Myths class. We had some fun in there.
I know nothing about my teachers yet, and I'm hoping they're alright too.
Mostly I'm looking forward to getting this day done and over with, because the first day is always the worst. I'm taking the cane and will probably be carrying it in my hand when I get out of the car, that's how bad the crowds are. (Plus I've figured out no one asks me for directions, for some reason, if I'm carrying it...)
And I suppose I'd better go finish chucking stuff into my backpack, dig up my bus tokens, and other fun stuff. I'm going to try to update a little more this semester than I did last, but we'll (as always) have to see how it goes.
