Today is the first day of the next four years of my life…. again. I wake up with the sun and begin to start packing my backpack. I shower, change, eat a bowl of Special K cereal. Then I realize that time has sped up on me, so I quickly grab my bag and my roommate and I head out the door. The walk to my 1st hour class is about 8minutes, so I will be arriving about 15 minutes early. But to my surprise as I walk though the door, the classroom is full. I quickly scan the room looking for a seat as close to the front as I could get. Unfortunately I have to choose a seat 4 rows back. I’m so nervous. I’m not entirely sure what to expect. The professor hands out our syllabus; I quickly read through seeing if I’m even in the correct class. To my surprise I see basic algebra teaks that we will be going over throughout the semester.
Class begins and right off the back we start reviewing math problems that we should have learned back in 8th grade. But still I take notes just in case. A class flies by, my professor informs us that our first homework assignment is 50 basic algebraic problems online that will be due next monday. Class dismissed.
I head home and start to work on the homework when I receive a disturbing email stating that sections 1-6 need to be read before the first day of Chemistry class tomorrow. I begin to panic because I haven’t even purchased the book. Quickly some friends and I head to the bookstore… $120! It hits me that every penny I have ever saved will be committed to buying overpriced books, classes, and other useless school supplies. I go ahead and pick up 3 other textbooks and a quiz clicker that I will need for tomorrow’s classes. My total ends up being $357. My heart is broken… and so is my bank.
Welcome to college. Once I get home I sit down and start my reading. By the time I finish its well past 12am. I’m to tired to even want think about touching myself. This better not be a regular thing. I know academics are important, but so is my sanity. I honestly believe I can not function properly if, at the very minimum, cum a few times a week.
Missing my Master 😦
I Submit to BDSM 