Back to school

I was invigorated by my experiences in my first night of university classes in over 10 years. The first class was 70+ students and I was the only non-trad. That class will definitely be an easy A. The professor loves to talk and barely takes a breath between sentences. Last night we covered: what is a degree in communication studies and what can you do with it. That's what will be on our first quiz. Confirmed that this is a major I could like. He discussed how hard it is to explain to people what a comm studies major is or what you can do with it as opposed to getting an accounting degree. The snotty girls next to me kept rolling their eyes. I won't sit by them again. After class I met a very nice girl who I will definitely look for when our class meets again.

According to my notes my next class was supposed to be in the same room. Well, it wasn't. Thankfully I figured that out in the 15 minutes between classes. I had a moment of panic when I didn't know where to get information about my next class, but there were people in the hall so I asked hopefully, "Comm 109?" There was a grunt and a point toward another room in the same hallway. My biggest fear was for naught.

Second class is being taught by a PhD student. He's the speech and debate coach for the university. The shirt and tie were snappy, but something was lost on me about the tennis shoes with orange laces. He likes to perform, as one would expect. This class will not be boring. First assignment in his class was worth 5 points. Find his office and sign the sheet on the door. A nice girl in her 30s named Joscelyn and I walked with him to his office and got our five points. There were already 13 signatures on the door. Okay, maybe we were a little slow, but we got there. Our next assignment is a 2-4 minute narrative speech. Basically tell a story in 4 minutes. I can do that!

I said to Jeff, you know the speech class that everyone dreads taking in college? That's my major!