So, the other day I was at Wendy's with a bunch of people and I totally dropped my entire tray of food on the floor. Surprised? Me either.
In other news...
I started college last week! It randomly started on a Thursday, and I figured out that's because we only get two days off for Thanksgiving break. Personally, I'd rather start on Monday and have the whole week off, especially since I'm probably going to be going out of town...but whatever. I'll just skip my classes. I'm in college. I can do that now.
Anyway, so I'm taking speech, critical thinking, psychology, and music appreciation. So far I have had no homework, except for a small speech in speech class.
It was an introductory speech. We had to introduce someone else in the class. So we had partners, and lucky for me my partner was a fifth year senior and showed me where my next class was on the first day of school. Anyway, our speeches were today, and throughout the whole speech, my partner called me Carla. Which, by the way, is not my name.
I think I know what happened. There's a girl named Carla in my class and she happens to sit right next to me. My mom's name is also Carla. My teacher was trying to remember all of our names and going through them got to Carla and I, and then made a joke that those are easy to remember because they're so similar. Then I said, "My mom's name is actually Carla." And I saw my partner right down in her notebook that my mom's name is Carla.
So I think that through her off. But now I'm concerned that I won't be getting my grade. Because the girl who's name IS Carla didn't go today because her partner wasn't there. And my teacher announced at one point that she didn't have Kayla marked down as having gone, to which of course I said I had. Anyway, the fact that that happened concerns me...because now I'm afraid Carla might be getting my grade even though she didn't go...
But she got the last name right, so maybe it'll all be okay.
Anyway. My second class is critical thinking. Which is my least favorite class. Because a) I took a class exactly like this in high school so I'm not learning anything yet, and b) of my four classes, this instructor is the least exciting. He's not bad at all...it's just, all my other instructors are better.
I love my psychology professor. Plus I love psychology. I think it's interesting and he makes it even more interesting.
And then there's the appreciation of music. Supposedly the easiest class at UTA, and I believe it. All we do in class really is listen to music and watch YouTube videos...there's discussion and stuff, but...yeah. It's easy.
So I have classes every morning until 11, then I go to work until 4, go home, eat dinner, and then do more school work pretty much until I go to bed which is why I haven't posted anything here in a long time...
And then there's the gas issue. I drive 30 minutes to school every morning. Then I drive an additional 30 minutes to work, and another 15 minutes home. Five days a week. Y'all. I filled up on gas on Sunday morning, and by the end of Wednesday I was at half a tank. I used to fill up once every two--maybe even three--weeks. In 4 days I used half my tank. And on top of it all, gas prices continue to go up...
Oh, and another thing...how do people gain weight in college? I am failing at this. In fact, I'm pretty sure that with the 15 minutes it takes to walk both ways between the campus and the parking lot, having to walk to the other end of campus just to get some food, and the severe lack of time I am finding to actually EAT, I'm actually losing weight.
At the moment, I'm enjoying a lunch I brought from home (because my wallet is crying from all the fast food I've been buying lately) and sitting at a picnic table by a lovely fountain I found. This is the best way, I've discovered, to actually enjoy my food, since usually I'm in such a rush. Here's a picture:
Check out the fountain in the background!
Anyway, I've still got a few minutes, but I've run out of things to say and I've just about finished my lunch, so I guess I'm going to go now. I CANNOT wait for Monday -- no school, no work. Labor day may be my new favorite holiday. (I'm sure that'll change when Christmas rolls around, but right now, it's my favorite holiday.)
Happy early labor day!
[UPDATE: I got my speech score back. 47/50, not bad. I think that's a 94. Anyway, the good thing is I got my score, not Carla. The bad thing is, the name Karla is written on my evaluation sheet, and I think I may be getting called that the rest of the semester in that class. Oh well, at least it's just a few months, and what's a name, really? And oh my gosh I think a squirrel just tried to kill me with an acorn...]