Back in the Swing of Things

After much reluctance yet excitement, I began classes today at Liberty University. As a student who actually enjoys to learn, I have always loved the first day of classes. The first day gives a thrill that nothing else can-the hope of starting anew, the rush of assignments being thrown at you, and the inevitable conversations of what everybody did during the summer.

However, today was not like any normal first day of class...not by a long shot. In fact, this day is best summarized in one word.

Haphazard.

My first professor didn't show up. Poor guy. Wait, no...poor us. I overslept and had 17 in which to dress, get ready, drive to campus, park, and run inside to class. ZOOOOOOOM....I feel bad for all the people who I sped past trying to get to class. I parked and ran inside. Exactly 7:40 I nonchalantly stumbled into the classroom and proceeded to wait for 25 minutes. Half a period we waited, to no avail, and finally got up and left. One down.

Only five people in my second class Secondary Music Methods and Practicum, so naturally I felt better about my next class. Although the professor was there, the room was not. That's right, no room where all that glorious learning takes place. Halfway through the class time we procured a room. Searching for a room evidently got my professor flustered and class was just odd. Bound to get better right? Two down.

Skip ahead to my next class...Music Theory III, what joy.

At least I had a full period of class time; however, the syllabus was nowhere to be found on blackboard prior to the class. Apparently we have part writing homework due on Wednesday though. Great, I hope that it's online so I can actually do it. Three down.

Auditions for Chamber Singers - nothing too special, some singing, some more singing, and onto the next class. One more to go.

What I hope to be my favorite class, Choral Conducting, got off to a rocky start when 25 minutes into the class the instructor showed up. Something to do with auditions for choir, but I suspect napping. Finally finished!

So ends my day. Now you see why haphazard is a good way of putting my day. On a positive note, moving off-campus has been a change but I'm definitely getting used to it. Still need a bed and hopefully I can keep up with food, gas, and rent. Maybe a job is in order....work study anyone?