Adjusting

Monday mornings generally suck. I was early for my class (I thought it was at 9, so I showed up at 8:45.. turns out its at 9:30), so I'm sitting in the hall with my laptop staring out the window at downtown. It's been fairly easy to adjust to school. I thought it would be a lot more difficult. I still triple-check what rooms I'm in every day, for fear of committing the social faux pas of wandering into the wrong classroom and having to get up and leave when you realize hey, I'm not in Sociology 314. (No, that didn't happen, I'm just speculating).

Downtown is very grey. I'm sure the windows are tinted a little, but still. The buildings are grey. The sky, cloudy and ominous, and not looking like the promised 7 and sunny, is grey. The streets, the dead trees...its all... Grey. It's kind of depressing, but at the same time fits. Like the world is waking up.

...Yeah, I'm weird. And now I must get off to class.