So my first week of second semester is almost over, and I've got to say... it wasn't bad. As much as I was dreading the end of break, all of my grumpiness vanished when I walked into my dorm room and all of my suite mates were smiling and yelling that they were happy to see me. You just can't be unhappy after that warm of a welcome. :)
Overall, my classes are okay, with some definitely being better than others. I think my writing class is going to be my favorite, despite the fact that the workload will probably be a bit much at times. The professor totally makes up for it, though. He's that professor that tells you to call him by his first name and instructs you to bring your "badassedness" to every class... yet still has command of the classroom and has respect from his students.
Also, I really didn't think I knew many people on campus, but in walking to classes and around campus, I've found myself greeting and being greeted by a decent number of friends/classmates. So that was a surprise. I guess I just needed some time away from school to realize how... not bad I have it. Though I'd still say that I'm not one of those people who consider college to be the best years of their life, or at least not yet.
In other news, I'm going home this weekend to see my Grandpa and Aunt Shelly who are coming to visit Mom at the new house. I think they'll be with her when she picks me up from school, so I can give them a bit of a tour and whatnot. Even after only a few days of class, I'm ready for the weekend. Eh, what can I say?
Currently Reading: Catching Fire by Suzanne Collins
Number of books completed: 2.
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