If there’s one thing that you want to avoid when first coming back to school, it’s sickness. Unfortunately for many people, this venture proves unsuccessful as sniffling, sneezing, and coughing can be hear throughout the halls and classrooms. And, unfortunately, I am no exception. It was not too lang after arrival that I too became sick. It’s not fun to scooter to and from class while your nose runs faster than you can catch it and constant coughing prevents much productive movement forward. So anyways, I’m finally getting better (although by the sound of my voice you wouldn’t be able to tell).
Living alone in apartment is kinda tough. I think the worst thing about actually being an “adult” is that all you do is dishes. Cooking is so exciting until I remember that I have to actually clean up. Oh well. I guess that’s life.
This first week was rough, let me tell you. It is much more difficult to motivate myself to go to class when I’m all the way down town from where my class is since last year I had a two minute walk from my dorm. I also have yet to do laundry since I have no laundry-doing device and no mode of transportation. Classes seem ok but more than one person has told me and my LARCH friends that 3rd year is the hardest year. yay. That did nothing for my self-confidence. So far, I am not dying of stress but I can’t vouch for end-of-semester Zoe’s state of mind.
Well, it’s late now and I think I’m going to bed.