Day One. Done. Okay. Good.

Holy hannalore, I am TIRED. I mean, tiiiiired. Brain dead. Can’t finish my own thoughts. TIRED.

The first day back went pretty much as expected for my second year – I knew where to find everything (almost everything, that is) and I already knew my classmates (with two exceptions). I knew some people were no longer in the program and there were a few ‘surprise!’ no-shows with people who decided to switch programs, schools or just.. disappeared. I’m only missing one book (still on order at the bookstore) and I have all my other stuff ready.

We had the same scary lecture today that we had at the start of last year – the one about how we’re going to be very, very busy – no time to eat/sleep/fuck – and, if the first two classes’ worth of assignments is any indication, that’s a pretty accurate description of the months ahead.

At the same time, there are a few assignments that I think I’m going to enjoy quite a bit. At least, right up ’til I’m freaking out about them and not sleeping/eating/fucking. Right-o.

I’ll be doing a lot of “I can do this!” and “I made it through last year!” chanting in the coming weeks, I think. For the time being, though, I’m still feeling the hope and anticipation of a good year ahead.