Back to Basics

My alarm clock went off at 7:35 AM today. For the first time in a little over a month, I had to drag my lazy self out of bed, shower, get dressed, eat breakfast, and be able to speak coherently in a somewhat timely manner.

No more waking up and getting dressed 6 hours later if even at all, no more midnight dinners. Hello responsibility.

I'm glad to return to a regular academic schedule, but not when that involves going over the last question of my Chem exam first thing in the morning. That question haunted me for days after 1st semester. I had desperately hoped that I would never ever have to see anything like it ever again. Turns out that it haunted all of the Chem 110 students, and yes, we would have to see it again, and no, it hadn't gotten any easier. FML.

The return of school also means returning to my job at the local YMCA. I know that work = money, but this work does not interest me at all. Office grunt work? No thanks. Kids that are politely described as unruly but more accurately probably have some kind of conduct disorder and don't listen even when you threaten to kick them out and/or ban them for life? Please, no. A boss that leaves at 3 on Fridays to get a head start on the weekend while leaving me with boxes to organize and paper to laminate? NO. I'll try to end my rant here, because you can probably all see that I really dislike my job, but the list goes on.

I don't want anyone to think that my day was entirely bad though. My environmental science class and freshman seminar class were fine, I got to relax while I ate lunch, my turtles are doing silly things and making me laugh, and the homework hasn't been piled on. And my anthropology professor called cell phones, iPods, computers etc. "electronic wizardry" and threatened total atomization as a punishment for sleeping/snoring/drooling in class. I think I'm going to love that class. I guess I'll find out tomorrow!