Today’s the day! The first day of Spring semester!
Let me tell you how this day went down…
*5:30 a.m. wiiiiiiiiiiiide awake! I tried to go back to sleep. I tossed. I turned. I screamed. I killed my pillow a few times! Nothing worked.
*6 a.m. After much torture, I crawled out of bed, and raced to the coffee pot.
*6:30 a.m. Called the taxi.
*6:30 a.m. While waiting for the taxi, I frantically was throwing all the electronics in my bookbag. I forgot the calculator. I turn the power button. *Blank screen* *Hits power button on repeat for 5 minutes* *Realizes batteries are dead.* *Math phobia induces anxiety attack* *Screams a few cuss words, somehow not waking my roommate*
*7:00 a.m. Actually managed to drink a whole cup of coffee, and eat a bowl of Fruity Pebbles. Don’t judge me. You know you eat that shit too!
*7:30 a.m. Calls taxi impatiently, inquiring “Where are you? I have class soon!” Taxi: “She’s on her way. *Hangs up*”
*7:45 a.m. Calls taxi again. Taxi: “She’s out front. *Hangs up*
*7:45 a.m. Calls taxi again. “No, she isn’t.” Taxi: *muffled noise* “She is trying to find you.” So I walk outside ready for her to pull in. Taxi: *flies right on by me, doesn’t stop, but blares horn* So I think, is this a game? Am I supposed to chase after it, run and jump into the cab? *SMH* So I walk halfway through the complex, while she ever so slowly backs up… Taxi: I should have known where you lived! Me: You had one job…*stares angrily out the window*
*7:55 a.m. Arrive at campus, drop off my lunch in the CAB office, rush to my Math 1050 class.
*8:00 a.m. Professor: Welcome to Calculus! Me: *NOPE* *Rapidly grabbed belongings and fleed the class like my life depended upon it…or like bats out of Hell, which is “equal to or greater than” Calculus.
*8:05 a.m. Destresses in Student Government office.
*8:30 a.m. Worked on editing New Orleans film documentary.
*9:00 a.m. Rush to my real math class. One of my LC students yells: “Hey, Steven!” I smiled, waved, and got bitchsmacked by the cold outside. But I made it to class on time. I sit down in the front of class. with the same professor from Calculus. In walks 4 of my students. *Damn* I love my students, but taking a class with them? What’s that saying? It doesn’t matter…
*9:30 a.m. Professor gives us a 5 question quiz. Open note, open book, and work with a partner he says. I fly solo. I aced it. *clenches fist like a boss*
*10:00 a.m. Student Government meeting. Our usual shenanigans.
*11:30 a.m. Rush to work, and another LC student stops me. One that holds a special place in my heart, they all do, but she’s different. She yells my name, and thought I didn’t know who she was. I quickly run back, give her a quick hug, and rush back to work.
*11:35 a.m. Give my best frannnnn aka Coryn Coleman her present. A present that claimed it was a key chain, but arrives as a necklace! EVEN BETTER!
*11:40 a.m. Work a Welcome Back table for our students that needed help finding their classes, and/or had questions. *Awkwardly sat there for an hour smiling at them while they questioned who I am and why I’m randomly sitting at an empty table.
*12:30 p.m. Grabbed lunch, and created signs for the table
*12:30 p.m. Returned to table with fancy signs in hand. Help a handful of students find their class. Realized the campus map for Founders Hall 1st Floor is a joke. It’s outdated, and doesn’t list all the rooms.
*12:45ish p.m. Inside-Out friends from last semester, Brittany and Carson, come to chat at the table, making it less awkward.
*1:15ish p.m. Melissa aka George stops by to chat about break.
*1:30 p.m. Raced from Founders to Warner to actually eat my lunch this time. Ran into three more of my LC students. Gave hugs, compliments, and went on my way.
*1:50 p.m. Ran into my 1st LC student from earlier, she asked where Hopewell 80 was…and I replied, clearly we’re taking classes together this semester…
*2:00 p.m. Listening to the professor of the course for School & Society (1 of 2 of my last classes that completes my Education Minor), I realized how much I really miss being an Education Major. I confirm mentally that my Master’s degree will definitely be in higher education in some capacity or another.
*2:30 p.m. Speak to Financial Aid about SAP Appeal, but they tell me I can’t do one until I file a FAFSA for 2016-2017.
*3:00 p.m. Back at the office for work. Another LC student pops in for a meeting. We chat about our breaks until my boss shows up.
*4:15 p.m. Boss shows up to see how things are going. We clean up and head back to the office.
*5:00 p.m. Pay Habitat for Humanity: Collegiate Challenge fee. Super excited to go on this trip to Georgia during Spring Break and help a family in need.
*5:15 p.m. Mental break.
*5:30 p.m. Start work on NOLA project, but couldn’t.
*6:00 p.m. Start homework.
*6:45 p.m. Meet roomy and head home.
*7:00 p.m. Home. Items from Wish App came! Also, an admissions packet for Seattle University Grad School arrived. Play with Romeo and Leiathetransgenderkitty.
*7:30 Stuck in a Twilight Zone of exhaustion. Did I really do that? No? Did I just hear a noice? Chill out, Steven…*slowly comes back to reality* Types this blog…
*8:00 p.m. Ready to flop on the floor like a fish out of water. Must. Have. Sleep. Instead, I read the admission’s packet.
…and remember, Go Bucks!