Thoughts on my re-entry into the edcational realm of life..

Last night, I started grad school at Duquesne. Finally. I had all sorts of questions running through my head. Will I do okay (still a question I have), will I be awkward (why did I even ask the inevitable?), will people think I'm a freshman (TBD), will my car make it to campus (it did! Not my car, but the Tempo I'm borrowing from the LH till my car is out of the shop. Date also TBD. Side note- I'm pretty sure the heat in the tempo is actually a vent where fumes from the motor are released. I was high on gas fumes as I stepped foot onto campus last night.*)

Some thoughts on my night:

My student ID picture is THE MOST awkward picture taken of me to date. I am most likely the most non-photogenic person in the world! I actually burst into laughter when the lady handed it to me. It could not be more awkward.

The campus at DU is different that WC-not as spread out, and everything is newer. They also have a Barnes and Noble, Starbucks and a PNC bank on campus. Not too shabby. Well me being the ever on time person I am, got there too early. I had nothing to read, and I felt like I didn't look student-ish. So I visited not one, but two bookstores trying to blend in. I bought a bottle of water and thought that bumped my student cred up two notches. Well right outside the bookstore was Starbucks, so I went in there, put my water in my purse for later, and bought a hot tea. I don't know if I thought being really hydrated made me more student-ish or what. Anyways, my professor had to ask me to throw my tea away in the lab anyways. So I wasn't that hydrated after all. Oy vei.

In class, my teacher (Media Writing) had us do an exercise to see "where we stand" in our skills. Well I wasn't aware that we would be reading these assignments aloud. The assignment was merely to write a news story, starring our self, written in the third person. It could be about anything, true or fictitious. So I thought I'd get really creative and write how I was recently chosen by Justin Timberlake and Jessica Biel to plan their wedding. Imagine my horror when my fellow classmates read their and they were all really serious! One lady won a Pulitzer. One guy was a new correspondent in Iraq. And I was a "wedding planner to the stars". No lie, that is what I called myself.

Here's to hoping next week runs more smoothly. :)

*I am SUPER thankful for the Tempo. I have grown quite fond of her.