So I started my classes today, and couldn't get my schedule up on webadvisor, therefore leaving me no choice but to guess which class I was supposed to be in. I sat at the front wondering if I should just leave or not while the professor took attendance, then suddenly my name came up and my face beet red. Fortunately, I had made the right choice. Overcome with solitary embarrassment, and the relief that I was in the right class, I settled in and discovered this semester might not be too terrible.
I know I should have checked my schedule a little sooner than the day of class, but I wasn't too stoked on getting back to school; so I did what I always do. Procrastinate. I'm hoping this semester my relationship with it wont be so abusive.
Fact of the day: These purple walls feel nothing like home.
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