College Confidential

Today was my first day of classes. It was definitely the most chaotic first day of classes I can remember. Well, maybe the first day of junior high was worse. Probably. I seriously do not recall USF being so extremely crowded. Did they admit like 10,000 extra people or something? The past two years I've never had problems with parking, etc. Today, though, today first of all I almost hit a guy on a bike and I thought I was going to have a heart-attack. He came out of nowhere and just cut in front of me. Silly bicyclists. Don't they know you have to observe the same traffic rules as automobiles when riding on the street? Or is that just in Europe? Anyways, after my brush with death (sympathies to the bicyclist too...) I spent an hour or so looking for parking. The line at the bookstore was winding through merchandise back to the fitting rooms (did you even know they had fitting rooms?). It conveniently wound through the snack aisle so I ended up buying junk food just because I was bored and hungry. I have never seen the bookstore like that and I worked there through 3 semesters. Then I had to leave again to go to Pro-Copy to pick up a surprise coursepack. Fought with traffic and parking again. Went to class. Classes, as always, are going to kill me this semester. Interesting, but killer. My major tricks its students into taking a thesis class by labeling a "seminar". C'mon, tell it like it is. It's a thesis class. Period. Except we don't get the nice label of an "honors thesis". And probably none of us will ever be published. That'l be my worst class, I'm guessing. If you don't hear from me for the entire month of November it will be because I'm locked in a closet, chained to a computer churning out bullshit about sexual behavior and people with disabilities. Well, at least I have a topic. I guess that's a step in the right direction.
I'll write about New Hamsphire some other time.