Ahh, the first  day of school... The "hallowed halls," the old "alma mater" (whatever that means), the smell of new textbooks and nervous freshmen....


Doesn't quite have the allure it promises.
I have a feeling I'll be stuck with the same kinds of dim-witted people that are at a place like junior college. Oh well. The least I can do is be friendly.


Perhaps I'll try my hand at being a teacher's pet. Or see if I can conquer the most unfriendly and strict of professors, to get them to treat me civil-like.


My mother gave me such a great idea recently, that I think I've had a bit of an epiphany on that whole, what are you going to do with your life thing. Kindergarten teacher. Yep. How fun would that be?? I guess if you hate kids, then it would be some sort of hell, but I just happen to love them. And I'm great with keeping order. I guess that's one of the benefits of having a strict mother and going to prep school.