First Day Of Classes
Today was my first day of classes. Aaaaaaaahhhh! All I can say is I hated it. I woke up at 11 a.m., went back to sleep thinking my second alarm clock would wake me an hour later to get ready for my 1 p.m. math class. But instead of putting on the snooze button, I turned off the whole thing off by mistake. The next thing I know I wake up, and I almost peed my pants when I saw what time is was. I really needed to pee, but there was no time to shower or wear the right pair of mismatched socks. I wore a lime green shirt, but there was no time for picture-taking. I quickly brushed and ran down the street. I had no idea where I was going, but it did not matter because I knew I probably looked crazy anyway. I was fifteen minutes late on my first day. How terrible! But even if I had shown up early, it wouldn’t have made any difference since the only thing I understood from the lecture was “Welcome!” I felt like he was speaking gibberish. Then he hands out homework sheet and sent us on ou...