a day of firsts... and lasts

I have dreaded it.
I have avoided it.
But I could not stop it from coming.
The first day of classes.

It's Monday and around 7:30 my alarm goes off. Not the little noise-maker next to my bed. my roommate. She is always awake a full half hour before I plan to be. No biggie though. It makes the shriek of my actual alarm less of a surprise.

After a quick shower, some coffee (made by yours truly - I'm becoming a pro), and a deep breath, I am off to Political Science 1001 - The Fundamental Issues of Politics. What a buzz kill. After an hour, I realize that this is not the class I hoped it would be. Instead of learning about politics today, we will be discussing how politics have evolved over the years. Ugh.

Now lunch in the Union. GOOD GRIEF! I feel like all 30,000 students at LSU are in this building. A coincidental run in with some high school friends keeps me from eating alone.

Next, Kinesiology 2503 - Basic Athletic Training. I used to want to be an athletic trainer. I spent two years in high school studying sports medicine. I changed my mind. Now I'm stuck in this class. Oh well. It has the reputation of an easy A. Oh, did I mention it's me and 35 junior boys? The only other girl is the proff.

Next, a mad dash to Honors 1007 - Natural Science. The least sciency class I have ever taken. I can deal. The run, on the other hand, will not happen again. Biking is the way to go in this case.

Observations Made on First Day of Classes

My first professor was wearing a microphone.
My first class was at least 3 times the size of my graduating class.
I could see the proff's wrinkles magnified when he wrote on the overhead.
Everybody knows somebody who knows somebody who you should know.
Foreign accents are not uncommon on a college campus, especially in the Grad School (did I mention I work there?).
Cigarettes are a fashionable accessory.
Many people will make you nervous because they have a "definite" major and "know" what they want to be. BS.
Dressing for success does not apply for the next four years.
Just because a class has the word "Basic" in the title, does not mean it is a freshman class.
It is okay to look like a lost freshman. You blend in with all the other lost freshmen.
You never know which professor just came back from the cadaver labs. yeah. Dead bodies.
Be nice to strangers. They might be the only friends you have.
Labs are not optional.
Go to the bathroom before class!!!

All this in one day! Only 69 more to go!