first day

My first day of university was yesterday. I should've posted yesterday, I know, I know - but I wasn’t in a very good mood. Here's my story.

6am: Wake up. Open my shades. It looks like the middle of the night.
7am: On the subway. REALLY SMELLY MAN NEXT TO ME! I CAN'T BREATHE! I CAN'T MOVE BECAUSE THE SUBWAY IS TOO FULL! Ahhh!

8:30am: First class starts! I have two projects to do already. But it’s a fun class, for sure.
3:30pm: Meet up with my best bud Jade!
4pm: CORN ROAST! It’s for OCAD students only, but I distract security with my corn as Jade hops a fence. Badass.

6:30pm: Next class. Prof doesn’t know English very well. We spent a lot of time trying to understand him, and him trying to understand us. Not a very fun class anyway. REALLY tired at this moment.

9:30pm: Class ends. I’m dying on the inside. Seriously can’t spend thirteen hours at school. It’s like having your stomach digest itself.

10:45pm: Finally in bed. I find out that September 14th is the last day to change a course (this coming Monday). So I go to change it now but there’s no other section available! NOOOOO! I’m, very, very upset.

So that was my day – in short. But I changed my course today, so no more thirteen hour day – thank goodness.