I honestly was not entirely so gung-ho about going back. I think I may have let summer get to my head a little bit. Summer is gone and I want it baaack :((((( Now, I know how Tom felt in (500) Days.
The night before my first day, I did last-minute preparations and started making predictions on what the first day would look like:
1. It might rain and I'll be wearing the wrong thing.
2. It will not rain and I will be dressed completely for the rain.
3. I will say the wrong thing.
4. I will probably embarrass myself during introductions.
And we can't forget the usual pre-school jitters of WHAT AM I GOING TO WEAR will I make any new friends DID I PACK EVERYTHING okay, I need to wake up early WHY CAN'T I FALL ASLEEP I hope I don't get lost I HOPE MY TEACHERS ARE NICE I wonder if anyone cute will be in my classes (oh ya, duh, I'm in there)WHY DO I FEEL LIKE I'M FORGETTING SOMETHING
I mean, yeah, it's safe to say that I am psychic. I was so prepared for the rain (flash flood warnings up the WAZOO the day before) and it just sprinkled. Of course, I said the wrong thing. Introductions caught me by surprise this year because aside from the usual, "I'm blah blah, this is my blah year, and my major is blah," one of my teachers threw "tell us something interesting about yourself" into the mix. It took me two years to finally be prepared to answer what my hobbies were and all of sudden, I've forgotten who I am completely and don't know a thing interesting about me! It didn't help that the people next to me were goat owners, acrobats, can speak 4 languages, and then you get to me and I end up awkwardly saying, "Umm...I uhh...I've never had coffee."
So now I'm slowly getting into the mix of waking up early, stressing over what to wear (PJs are not always the option), refraining from taking 5 hour naps, and the work, of course.
Although school can be such a drag (as if!), it teaches you good discipline. Plus, as Oscar Wilde once said, "You can never be overdressed or overeducated."
I hope everyone is having a great first week!
