First day of school

It’s the first day of school for the … 20th time. Yesterday I started my last semester of classes. Right off the bat, I felt sure this would be the best semester ever.

Part of it is that this is the ‘senior year’. My high school and undergrad senior years were fantastic. I knew everyone, I could navigate campus easily, I knew where the hidden tunnels were.

Added to that is my light course load (just 10 wee hours) and a lack of any boggy, awful, required classes. My Childrens Literature class (which I had yesterday, because yesterday was Monday at the U of other I) got me all jazzed. I love the books we’re reading (HP1, Harriet the Spy, The BFG, Where the Sidewalk Ends) and I’m a big fan of the teacher. I’m taking the class for half credit, so I don’t have to do the final project. I kind of want to anyway, which says a lot about the course (and my enthusiasm for kidlit) but it was really nice to think that come November and December, I won’t be stressed to the gills. Wadsbone will appreciate this as well.

Today I have Intro to Networking, and I had a nice long conversation with E (while she did the dishes, no less) about how great Intro to Networking is, and how much more confident she is with computers as physical things. Yay!

I’m kind of done taking pictures of me on the first day of school – it’s not quite as cute anymore. But I will share one from my first day of school at the U of I, featuring my sister.