Well, yesterday was the official start of my life as a college student. Before I get ahead of myself, I’m not going to a fancy four-year college… yet. Instead I opted to enter a community college. (I don’t wanna hear it, Chris. :-O) Anyways, I had been dreading the eighteenth for what was close to six months. I enjoyed the security of high school. I knew what was there and I was accustomed to the rules and restrictions associated with it.
Yesterday, my “safety blanket” was yanked away and I entered my first college classes. While to many this may not seem like much of a step, going to a community college; but for me it was. Upon entering, the atmosphere was so different from that of High School. People who actually wanted to be there and teachers who seemed to like their jobs was quite a shock for me to see. Scurrying up the 2 flights of stairs, but not before accidentally looking for my class on what was actually floor 1.5 (odd numbering, eh?). Finally I found my room and to my amazement, there weren’t any of those horrible desk-chair atrocities which my high school made us sit in for 8 hours.
My morning, which I guess isn’t technically a morning as it started at noon, consisted of College Comp 1 and American History 1. I hate to repeat myself (Ha!), but I actually liked the teachers straight away and the energy a teacher who enjoys his or her job makes an amazing difference. Even though the class consisted of reading over the syllabus, the fifty-minute class flew by. Something not even the best high school teacher was able to accomplish as these two teachers had done.
Following American History, I returned home and fell asleep on the floor for a about an hour. This was due simply to exhaustion (I stayed up most of the night before, and I feared sleeping on a bed, I wouldn’t be able to yank myself out of bed to get to my last class at 6pm.) Despite the location of the nap, I woke up and was able to get to my six o’clock class, Pre-calculus.
To tell you the truth, I still have absolutely no idea what the hell calculus is. Hopefully I’ll learn that, but until then, I guess I’ll be attempting math which I understand little about. 
Back to my day, I arrived at the class and was awestruck at its size. The class contained a shocking nine people, including myself. Sitting through a pseudo-lecture (we really didn’t learn much new stuff, but rather the teacher talked about the course, how he forgot the syllabus, and how numbers fall into certain groups…), I took about six pages of notes, but I didn’t really mind it. When we actually start doing bookwork, that may change, but for now I’m good with the class.
Following the dismissal of the class at eight o’clock, I found a warning pamphlet on my car… (I forgot to register it… oops :X) and I returned home. By the time the class was over I had a splitting headache. Perhaps it was the lack of sleep, the lack of eating anything, or a combination of the two, but the twenty-five minute ride home was horrible. I just wanted to go home and sleep. Needless to say, once I did get home, I crashed and sleep through until about five am this morning.
Today was actually quite simple, I went to work from noon until five; but I really ended up staying until about six, working with a customer. Then, I had to rush to my Intro to Education class, and made it exactly at six o’clock. Come to find out, the teacher was in Florida, so her husband gave us our syllabus and then we were free to go.
So, that about wraps up my first day(s) of college. I have a psychology class on Thursday, but aside from that, its just a matter of getting back into the routine of classes and homework. So far, I don’t think I’ll much trouble getting back into the swing of things.
