Being a Tarheel :)

Okay, so my first class today was Spanish 204— let me tell you, I was a little nervous, considering everyone I had talked to had Spanish 203 or lower! I was afraid I was getting myself into something way over my head, considering taking Spanish in high school was cake and last year we didn't even have a qualified teacher. At first I walked into the wrong classroom with another girl, because our schedules had said our room number was "2", and usually they start in the 100's and work their way up. So we followed a bunch of other people who said they also had Spanish 204, and it turned out there were two spanish classes and we were in the wrong one. Ours was in the basement, haha, the only classroom down there. I thought that was sort of funny. The teacher seems nice; I'm not sure where she's from, but she's of hispanic origin. Luckily, I understood everything she said, because the entire class is taught in spanish (obviously), but she speaks slowly enough for us to not be entirely lost, and it seems like she's willing to repeat herself or at least clarify if we need it. It's only a 50 minute class every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, and it's small, which is nice. We did a couple exercises asking questions to a partner, and then we had to introduce our partner to the class based on what we learned. My partner was a guy named Sam, and he seemed pretty nice. We both agreed that we probably should have taken Spanish 203 instead. I've found that I'm much more at ease speaking Spanish in a classroom setting because we're all learning and everyone is apt to make mistakes, no matter how proficient they appear to be. All you have to say is "lo siento" and "como se dice...?" and you're good to go.

Since it was an 8:00 class, I was done by nine. I didn't want to go back to the dorm, so I walked around a little and ran into a friend from school, a girl named Caitlin. It was so good to see her because I'd had AP English 4 with her and we got along really well. We had actually talked about rooming together at one point but she was still deciding between Wake Forest and UNC, so I paired up with Danielle instead (which I'm very happy with). But Caitlin is so funny— I think we laughed on the bench for a good half hour before she had to go to a job interview in the library (lucky!). I think it's so interesting because she's a Mormon, and she was asking me if I had found a church yet, and I was like not quite, have you? And she said yes, and that Mormon churches all follow the same exact sermon, every Sunday, all over the world. So if you went to church in Raleigh and then went to, say, Singapore, you would hear the exact message that was being preached at your home church, because they all follow the same "schedule" or whatever you want to call it. Everything is connected, and she already knows people in the church by campus!

After she left, I went and got a cup of coffee (Milky Way mocha) and sat out on the patio near the Pit to listen to music and read for my class, and it was great. I really felt like a college kid, as dorky as that sounds. There was such a nice breeze, and since it was early it wasn't too hot, and there were people walking around talking and laughing and I loved it. I stopped reading and listened absentmindedly to Relient K, just watching and drinking coffee and letting the sun spill over my face. Good thing I decided to wear a dress, or it would have been a little warm.

I got back to the dorm right before Danielle and Delsie. My next classes are back-to-back— Astronomy and Intro to the Hebrew Bible. I'm excited for Astronomy! I just hope it's not all equations; I didn't take a math class this semester on purpose, haha.

"Isn't it nice to know,

That the lining

Is silver?

Isn't it nice to know,

That we're golden?" --Relient K