Sometimes it's just ho-hum.

Here I am, halfway through my first day of school, and I pretty much feel like I never left. Not that that's a bad thing, it's just interesting. I actually think I'm going to really like my classes this semester, even if I don't particularly like the times in which I have to take them.

As for my instructors: so far I have one spastic chalkboard writer from whom I know I'm going to learn many new words, and one young dad from whom I know I'm going to hear many baby/toddler stories. Both seem very interested in their subjects, and sincerely intent on making us interested in their subjects. This is a very promising beginning.

In other news, I put my back out this morning. How, you ask? Well. . .I coughed. That's right. I, a spry 21-year-old, put my back out by coughing. It's not a problem while I'm sitting, but every time I get up and attempt to walk, I find myself hunched over like a little old lady and grimacing with all I've got. I have to say, it's quite the attractive sight. So let's just hope that this lets up before I need to chase small children around for several hours tomorrow, shall we?