first day of school

The first day of school was good, as first days go. I don't like school, but I have a certain fondness for the first day because I have a thing for new beginnings. Even if last time I was the dull sleepy one in the back, afraid of everything & everyone, this time I can be myself and odd and dynamic. Even if I am patched together and trying so hard not to fall apart - they don't know that. Dressing up in my strange colorful style has made me happy lately and made me feel better about school. Yesterday I found a very old-fashioned tailcoat in the spare room closet, it fits me, so I wore it to school. I daresay I may have looked almost as dashing as Mr. Darcy himself. (:P) I am sure that all the people who glanced / stared oddly at me only did so because they do not have such wonderful thrift-store tailcoats and are jealous.

My Tolkien professor is quite cool. He is from Germany. He's very hilarious. And he did an excellent impression of Gollum! Anyone who can do a good Gollum impression gets major points from me. Also he said that, although it is a literature class, he hates literary theory!! MAJOR BONUS POINTS.

The other class I had was French. I love evading gen-ed requirements so I skipped the first bunch of French classes and landed in the advanced French class. Apparently the class will be conducted all in French, which is rather intimidating. But I understood most of what the professor said today. She seems quite nice. Is from South Africa. Plays the guitar.

I am very reluctant to get deeper into school but I suppose it can't be helped. If I had it my way, things would pretty much stay like the first day.