Hmm. If you asked me how I felt about it, I'd probably say that I'm simple very overwhelmed with the entire ordeal. I only spent two days going to school, and I'm not even attending all my classes (since some start in week 2 or 3), but it already feels like I have so many things to do. So many textbooks to buy, so many people waiting in line to get into the store to buy textbooks, so much time waiting, so much time walking. So much work. So many notes. So, so, so many words flinging back and forth.
Yet, at the same time, I feel some sense of calm-- or is it more a slight twinge of annoyance at my otherwise complacent life? Nothing typically 'exciting' seems to happen, but perhaps that may have been that I expected too much from myself or others. I wake up, make and eat breakfast, get ready, attend class, go home to make lunch, go to class, go home, take out the trash, shower, make and eat dinner, write up some prep notes, sleep. And the cycle repeats.
In some cases, I guess I contradict myself here. I should be glad that the only huge event that has happened since I moved was how I had to spray dead a fruit-fly in my bathroom this morning- something I never needed to do before. (For a person who is extremely scared of bugs, this was a huge ordeal okay!)
Anyways, right now, all I'm doing is just waiting for the lecture to start. The more people come in, the more jumbled my thoughts become on everything. I'll just stop for now.
For all those who were worried, I'm sorry if this sounded depressing or whatever. I think that overall, I'm just don't quite know how to react to everything as of yet, but that doesn't suggest that I'm unhappy about anything. However, I can't honestly say that I'm super happy- because being bogged down with 50 pages of reading and weekly assignments that count towards a pass or fail is not something everything can just so easily get used to.