FiRSt dAy OF sChoOL

I love, love, love school. Except for the first day. I always get so nervous. I kind of feel like somehow I'm going to forget everything I ever learned and make an absolute fool of myself. Well, I haven't yet but it is only 9am. I still got time. So I still have no idea where the majority of my clothes are, which is probably a good thing because I have no idea where I would put them. Moving in and unpacking can be a royal pain in the behind. So I am wearing a dress, which provides a nice breeze to be honest ;) and my red Nevada cowboy boots. I love these boots. Although I thought that the boots would cover my legs a little better than they are...meaning that they aren't at all. Unfortunately 250+ miles of Nevada sagebrush, cacti, and dead trees have tattooed my legs...actually I don't think that is a proper description. I look like I tripped into a paper shredder. Unfortunately my boots are not covering this fact as much as I would like so I'm getting a few looks. Don't worry folks I'm not being beaten to death, I'm just super hard core and a major klutz. :) Well life goes on and I am getting ready to go to my first class of the day. Speaking of, is it wise to go from 10am to 7pm on Mondays and Wednesdays just so I can have Tuesdays and Thursdays off? Well I'm about to find out. Adios amigos! Wish me luck!