It's been a couple of days so I figured I should probably write again. And as I stated in my title, I don't really have anything witty to say. But I guess the point of this whole blog is not to just write when I have something to say, it's to write when I have nothing to say also.
But, it wouldn't be entirely correct for me to state that I have 'nothing' to say. Just nothing too important, meaningful or mind-blowing. And again, I should starting getting used to the idea that this is okay. I can't always be on 24/7 with witty, humorous and insightful things to say/write. There are going to be times where everything is just sort of, average.
So here is me writing to you--my lovely audience, all three of you, when I feel like I have nothing substantial to say:
I had my first classes last week and so far so good. There is a lot more reading than I remember from my under-grad, or maybe I'm just actually reading everything in its entirety as opposed to skimming everything like I often did before. Or maybe I just care more now...I'm not really sure. It's nothing too overwhelming though, because I have fewer classes so I can focus more. I prefer it actually, to taking a bunch of classes where my focus has to be readjusted more often and not necessarily towards things that are of interest to me.
I started unpacking my boxes that arrived last week and now I just need to buy some actual furniture. Specifically a dresser or some shelves, to store everything. My closet here isn't as big as the ones before, so I'm going to have to adjust my organizational system a bit. I suppose that's the mode I'm in right now--adjustment mode. Trying to get my bearings, get organized and overall get settled in.
I've come to terms with the fact that it may, and probably will, take me a while to feel settled. That's one of the things I learned last year when I moved to Boulder from Durango--how to adjust. Although, the change in scenery, people and overall life-style is far more drastic of a change this time. For instance, now I'm learning what life is like without the convenience of a car, and it will probably lead me to be more organized and efficient with my time. Or at least that's what I'm hoping for.
It's funny, one of my roommates keeps asking me how I'm not "freaking out" and I keep telling her that we've only been here two weeks. She just graduated from college though and she isn't quite used to this whole life-after-life-as-an-under-grad thing. It's sort of strange seeing her as people saw me last year when I was in her position. I have a year of experience in the real world (that definitely sucks at times) but that was what prompted me to go to grad school in the first place. I didn't go on a whim. I thought seriously about it and for me it just makes sense. And now I have a whole new approach of school and real-life than I had before. I'm trying to make the two mesh and to do that it requires a kind of balance.
Let's hope that my physical clumsiness won't get in the way. But I'll admit it--it's not an interesting day unless I do at least five awkward things.
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