Things change as you get older. This morning it didn't actually hit me that today was the first day of school until I was actually in my first class. It wasn't like back in the old days when I would plan for weeks what I would wear and how I would do my hair on the first day. I just threw on some clothes, straightened my hair, and went to class. When I was younger, I wouldn't be able to sleep the night before school started because I would be so nervous. I didn't even think about it last night. I wasn't stressed about making good first impressions or having friends in my class, I just went to class like it was any other day. It was kind of nice really.
I think (hope) that this will be a good semester. I am taking a strength training class which requires me to do some kind of working out for 2 or 3 hours a week. Then, at the end of the month, I e-mail my teacher and tell him what I did. We never actually have to go to class. It's pass/fail. Work-out...get credit. Too easy! The rest aren't quite that easy, but I think they are bearable. After almost running out of the class crying when I learned that my Spanish 3 teacher would not be speaking a word of English the entire semester, I decided to drop it and try taking Spanish 2 first. I could give you the low-down on all of my classes, but that seems boring to me. And I have already done it several times today.
Sidenotes: I had some wonderful conversations today with some wonderful people. Just a heads-up, phone calls pretty much make my day every single time. I used to hate talking on the phone, but I can't get enough of it now...especially when it's with people that I love. Obviously, I also like face-to-face conversations if you are one of those who lives in the same state as me. Other sidenote: I really love this school. Coming back here has really felt like coming home. I didn't think I left here with too many friends, but coming back I realize that I have lots! People are always saying hi to me. The best is when people who I thought were way too cool to know a nobody like me, actually know my name and stop and talk to me. This school is wonderful for that sort of thing. I just feel really loved around this place (of course, I feel loved at home with mom too ha!).
Things are just really pretty good right now.....I love that.
I know exactly how you feel. My Spanish 2 teacher rarely spoke in English and I was so frustrated and it was so hard. I still don't know if I even learned anything, but it did get easier. You have to feel like an idiot for a little while, then you start speaking like you didn't know you could! And that is my motivational speech for you today.
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