My classes started today.
ugh…I thought I was ready, I wasn’t.
In 2009 I bit the bullet and headed back to the books to try and get a degree. The school I was attending in Alabama was a small community college. Itty bitty, really. It was the only school in the state that had a program for American Sign Language.
The pickens were slim.
I liked it. It didn’t offer a lot, but it was a small pond and I was emerging as a big fish. The classes were not demanding and the instructors had low expectations.
I breezed through.
What I wouldn’t give to be back there!
The college I’m attending now is a far cry from that little community college in Alabama. It’s a “real” school. It has dorms and dining rooms. My classes are full of 18 year old young’ns. I stick out. I’m intimidated. I’m getting the education I’m paying for.
Maybe it’s just the first day blues. … maybe it’s the fact that I’ve already got a stack of things to read tonight…a paper due…homework…notes to copy…syllabuses to print….ack…
Maybe I just got really lazy during my year off. I learned to like a low key schedule. I didn’t work, I didn’t go to school, I enjoyed it.
I know I’ll get into the swing of things before I know it.
I also know this semester is going to zoom by and I’ll be finishing up finals before I know it.
But for today….I wanna curl up on the couch, watch silly reality TV and question why I’m back in school.