First Day of School

First Day of School

August 24, 2015

For some reason I have been thinking today is the 21st for a couple of days, which is strange because yesterday, I even wrote the 23rd on my math sheet; and today (the 24th) is the first day of Sierra College classes. I went to bed last night under the impression that I start school in two days. I woke up this morning with a heavy pit of a feeling that I had to start school today, it didn't feel right that I didn't. So I got dressed and ran out of the door, got to Sierra, and started waiting outside of the wrong classroom for my class to start, only to realize I had already missed my first class. Once I finally got to the right classroom, a different class was in session. I walked in with a curiosity and overwhelming confusion of what was going on. After sitting there and knowing for a fact that I was in the wrong class, I got up and started walking towards the door. On my way through the rows of desks Mr. Smith, the teacher, stopped me. 

"Wrong classroom?" He asked.

"Definitely" I replied with reassured knowledge that I was in the right place at the wrong time. "I thought class started on the 24th"

"Well you're right, today is the 24th" He said with an smile hidden under his bushy mustache. 

"Right, I understand that now. I've been thinking today was the 21st for some reason. I'm in your 8:00 AM Geography class."

"Well, well... what did YOU do over the weekend?"

"Nothing." I didn't do anything over the weekend, that was the sad thing. He continued to shuffle through a stack of paper and eventually gave me the syllabus and explained that I had nothing to worry about. 

"See you on Wednesday.... the 26th!" I heard while walking out of the door. 

I walked to the study room in Sewell hall and read over the pink syllabus he had given to me, making note of all of the important due dates, and all of things he didn't tolerate in his class. I had missed my first Geography class, missed my live online Math seminar, and now, I am decompressing, gathering my well being and looking forward to being on time to my next class.

CHEERS! To teachers with tattoos, bruised unripe peaches, men with man buns, bushy mustaches, and fossils. And to the grand act of Stella missing her first class. Here's to the trees and their unwavering loyalty to the simplicity of life. Cheers to the ants. crawling all over me and my books, my backpack and my food. Cheers to being positive. Cheers to Monday being a sun day, an educational day, insightful, deceitful, and FULL, of whatever you choose to fill it with.