Back to School Time

And I am glad to be back in school. Yeah, it’s nice to be a lump on the couch for winter break, but if I don’t do anything during the day, then I can’t sleep at night, then I don’t have the energy to do anything the next day, and it is a vicious cycle that is really hard to break. Plus I drive about 40 minutes to get to school, so it’s not like all my friends are nearby.

Anyway.

I love all my classes. Last semester I had a crazy that didn’t know what in the world he was talking about, and it made me really stress. I would be driving home with my jaw clenched, and it would give me a headache. Now, I leave class, and I am smiling. I just want to hop down the stairs like a little kid.

It probably also helps that I’m not taking English (all done for my GE), nor am I taking all ASL classes. I have one ASL class, and I think it is going to be really good.

My other classes are Archaeology (online), Psychology, and Oceanography. I forgot how much I love science. I read the first chapter of my Oceanography book, and remembered. None of the classes are the “standard” classes that I am used to taking. It’s great!

I am so glad to be back in school. I am really shy. I don’t go “clubbing”, I don’t go to parties. A good time for me is watching Monty Python or old horror movies (Abbot and Costello meet the Mummy, anyone?) and knitting. Therefore, I have a really hard time meeting new people. So, at least in school I have access to people.

My best friend is in Germany right now. It really doesn’t make that much of a difference to me, because normally she would be away at college, and I wouldn’t be able to meet up with her anyway.

So yeah. No majorly interesting dreams lately. No, I tell a lie. I did have a very strange one while we were at our cabin.

I was walking through some sort of home improvement store, I think it was Home Depot. Walking, walking, and suddenly I see this guy that was either lynched or commited suicide. His body was hanging from a noose off of one of the high shelves. His body was. His head was on the ground, and was rather green. Because if the rope is too long for the weight of the body, it can pop the head off.

And there was something about roving, too. Just the little bits, like for needle felting. How that is connected to some guy that lost his head in the noose, I have no idea.

So, just thought I’d post SOMEthing, at least. Ta-ta!

Urg.

Hooray for first day of school.

So, get to my first class half an hour early. Fine, I’m always early, the longer the drive, the earlier I am. Yes, I’m paranoid about that. So I’m waiting, and a guy comes into the building (three rooms, one hallway), and I recognize him from the lab and my other ASL classes. I think he works there. And he puts up a sign. Okay, so I go see, I figured it was a room change.

ASL 104 canceled due to low enrollment.

0.o

Wait, WHAT?!?! My ASL class is canceled? I look at it for a minute to be sure it’s right.

ASL

104

Canceled.

F*%^.

So I go upstairs in the main building where my ASL Linguistics class is and look at the door. Nothing. Don’t know why I looked, it just meant more stairs. So, I go home. My next class didn’t start for another 4 hours, and I was not going to sit there scratching my @$$ for 4 hours.

At home, I go through the class catalogue, looking for something to fill the hole in my schedule. Math? No, the one I need isn’t available (due to not fitting or similar stupidity). Science? Again, nothing fits, the class is fine, but lab times conflict. Psych, Geography, History, nothing fits, or is waitlisted full. Meaning you have a whelk’s chance in a supernova of getting in. What the hell, try Tech Theater. Ah, it fits! Hoorah!

By this time it is almost 10. The class starts at 11. I try to sign up, and get told “TD-150 conflicts with ASL-104A” or whatever the numbers are.

*sigh*

Drop ASL, register for Tech, get lunch real quick, leave. Arrive at the parking lot, and I have to park in the North 40, about as far from the classrooms as you can park while still being on campus. Go to the right building, spend about some time trying to find the room (bloody pain in the @$$).  Sounds like fun, there is going to be a Halloween show that they want to scare the bejeebers out of you. Cask of Amontillado, The Beast (some B-movie horror or something), and Michael Jackson’s Thriller. Not to mention a magician. Awesome.

By now I have accepted not having an ASL class. I have two other ASL related classes, Linguistics and Classifiers, so it’s not like I’d be too rusty for spring semester. I’d been wanting to take Tech anyway. Seven people in the class, two are girls, and that was including me. Slim pickin’s for the guys, but good for the girls. ASL is the opposite. Maybe one or two guys.

Head up to Linguistics. Talking with some of the other girls. Oh, you were in 104 too? Oh, you ARE in 104. In the morning. It wasn’t canceled. The NIGHT class was canceled.

F*%^.

After class (same teacher for 104 and Linguistics), I explain the situation to my teacher, tell her I will be there on Thursday. Go home, get a bowl of vanilla ice cream with the Cost Plus off-brand of Nutella (Chocolate-Hazelnut Spread!). Get online, drop Tech, re-register for ASL, and everything is sorted.

Finished my ice cream in peace, parents called me a goober. You’d think that after 14 years of school I’d be literate. You’d be wrong.

Oh, did I mention I had to park out in the boonies? And my school is on the side of a mountain? And there are about 100 stairs from place to place? Meaning, I did about 500 stairs, give or take (I’m going with more), 250 up and 250 down.

So that was my first day. At least it wasn’t my first day of college. That would have sucked. This is my second year.

School…

…has not started yet. I don’t start until Tuesday. My best friend left for school a week ago. All my school friends are about 40 minutes away. My social life consists of my job (retail, yarn shop).

I am only going to be going to school twice a week. I am taking four classes, one of which is online. Of the other three, one starts at 8:30 in the morning, and is two days a week. The other two are once a week, and after my other class. I have about an hour between classes to eat and get my lab hours, I think it is an hour a week.

I have nothing going on. Absolutely jack shit. I already got my books. I know where my classes are (a total of two different rooms, ooo!). I pretty much know the campus. I have “class friends”, but no real “hanging out” friends still. I’m lonely and bored as hell. Two days, and I won’t be bored anymore, at least. Still be pretty lonely, though.