New Kid on the Block

OMG...My brain just totally shut itself off last night at the exact time I got home from school! I managed to get to ASU early yesterday and found a parking spot not EVEN on campus! While lugging myself two miles UPHILL to Student Services, I noticed and I kid you not, that I had on one BROWN flipflop and one BLACK flipflop. At this point I really didn't give a crap! LOL It wasn't that noticeable because the sandles were pretty worn out but I just thought it was hilarious! I'm sure the picture of me hauling my mismatched butt uphill laughing aloud made me stand out even more than my being 100 years older than everyone else! LOL Surprisingly, it was easy peasy getting a student i.d. I then had to roll back down the 2 mile hill to Parking Services where I applied for a parking permit. For 50 bucks I sure as heck better get to park ON campus! Of course it asks for my license plate number to which I have NO clue, so I have to go BACK to my car THEN back to actually get the permit. Again, not so hard to do. Now I have about 1 hour to kill before class starts and I have NO idea where the class actually is located. ;)

I go to McDonald's to use the restroom because I am not leaving my Armada in ostracized parking. They were having a MickyD's manager meeting which made me feel even better about myself because I am NOT a manager of McD's. Not that there's anything wrong with that. Whew!

I go back and wheel myself into the first parking spot ON campus I see. They have loads of construction going on and I am next to a construction zone. No hot construction men either FYI. Why I feel the need to mention this I really have NO idea. I half expect to find a nail in my tire at some point this week. Anyhoo, I lug my crap out and proceed to walk toward the Student Services (just called the Student Center back in my day) and ask the first "okay" looking person I see where Wilson Hall is...and wouldn't ya know it...they have NO clue! I trudged on and asked the next PAIR of people I see (doubling my odds) and jackpot!!!! They even pointed me in the direction of the building. It's right beside the Student Services (SS). Yay! I scope out the building and make a straight beeline to the SS and purchase a Starbucks grande BOLD coffee. All is right with the world! I people watch for a few minutes while enjoying my caffeine injection.

I arrive 15 minutes early for class. It is a small classroom which is a good thing for me. The class starts on time and there are only 10 students. Whew! I am obviously the oldest one in the crowd (save the teacher...she may have me beat by 10 years) and ALL are English majors (save me) and HALF are new to the grad program (like me!). They all seem pretty nice with a couple of showoffs. There's usually one in every crowd but I'm thinking there are 2 in here. No biggie. We basically get the syllabus and begin explication of a poem. I haven't "explicated" a poem in 25 years but it's OK...we work in groups and the teacher's not a stickler for specifics yet. I can pick apart a poem and find 100 ways of Sunday to explain it...I just suck on rhyme and meter...but I end up not looking like a complete idiot. I find out that this course is pretty much going to be all about poetry and The Odyssey. And did I mention I LOATHE poetry? But this instructor seems very laid back and is cool with letting us out early. I like her!

I leave campus at exactly 5 seconds after class and go back to the McDonald's because I have not eaten and have a colossal headache. 3 chicken strips later and I still have a headache. 45 minutes of enjoying "halo" lights from oncoming cars I still have a headache which is now fast progressing to a potential brain tumor. I wheel into the garage, get out, greet the family with limited witty repartee, and immediately go to bed. Lights out.

Such is the life of a college student. :)