So after three years of blissful formlessness in my life, I decided to trot my ass back to class. I can't say this is a bad thing since formlessness leads to bad things in my life. I will miss being able to stay up all night and thanks to my plethora of morning classes, I will actually have to go to bed obscenely early. (Bare in mind that for the past few years, early to me was three in the morning. This going to bed at midnight thing is pretty much horrible. :P) That said, now that I'm starting to get a bit of the rhythm of things again, I'm starting to feel better. It actually makes me feel weird to be revisiting the days when I was in college and how I felt the exact same way. The first week, I felt like I made a mistake. Like this was the worst idea in the world. That feeling went away eventually but I forgot all about it when I left.
I find it funny that my profs are all a testiment to the multiculturalism that is our country. My Linguistics prof is from Russia and our one TA in that class is German. My German prof is from Georgia. My English prof is from England and the other two are clearly from Canada but my Bio prof is Asian. (He's also pretty fantastic which is good because bio is just not my strong suit.) I didn't think it would be as different but it's worlds away from what things were like at Grant MacEwan, for me at least. Granted, I went to the Arts campus where there was no such thing as three hundred students in a class. I'm sure that various people are sick of hearing me talking about the large classes but this is pretty new. On one end, I kind of like it because it's different and it makes you feel like you're kind of invisible. On the other hand, you don't get to have those kinds of fun discussions you get in the third level courses. I suppose you can but in an hour, you can only discuss so much. And that's the other thing. Hour long classes? I'm so used to the three hours that it feels like you just got to class and suddenly you're done. Not that I'm complaining. I still have a couple of longer ones but I'm definitely not used to this.
That said, I enjoy everything I'm doing this semester. I am happy to be back but I'll be happy when everthing starts to feel like second nature again. I'm sure once my first deadline comes up, I'll forget all about the differences and feel right at home. ;)