"And will you post when you get home?"

Yes, I am back from the first day of college.

Of course, this is not my first day of college ever; my academic transcript even says I am a "returning student."  For someone who is so used to seeing "good standing" in the transcripts, such words are unfamiliar to me.  I have but taken just fall semester off, and this is what happens... I am pretty sure the bloody university, with its rolls of red tapes all over the campus (or whatever they call the areas of downtown with classroom buildings anyway), would have taken me off the roster and forced me to reapply to it.  Oh, I hate it.  Yet I am back to the same dreaded campus, probably for me to stick around a while longer.  They will rue the day I get my diploma and I am no more needed in the building.

For first day, though, today was a hell of a day.  I was still sick (and I still am) and woke up groggy.  I tried to register for a different class, but could not, as the school registration server went kaput--it happens at the beginning of every semester.  I hope the school would learn its lesson soon.  The website for registering classes also tells me that there has been a "break in attempt" and resets my login information whenever I try to browse with more than one tab for the registration page because it was so damn slow.  I gave up, and decided to go to class early and get things done.

You know, sometimes things just do not work out that way.

I was stuck in traffic, thanks to people not able to drive properly with some rain on the pavement.  Normally I would get to school from home in 30 minutes; today it took an hour and then some more minutes.  By the time I got to class, it has already started.  Bad start.

It was okay though, as I managed to get into just the classes I wanted later in the afternoon, after work.  But I digress.

The work was all right; a little slower than I hoped, but still all right.

But the hellish part was the evening class.  It was business and legal environment; 2 hours 30 minutes long, it was a three-day one-hour class shoved together into one huge block of class.  The professor was ridiculous, though; I was surprised that I even got to manage the class well enough.  I was barely prepared, with reading material, well, read a few minutes before class started.  Reading material, on first day!  Preposterous.  It is only one day of the week, though...

And that's it.  I'm tired.  Gotta wake up at 6:45.  Shit sucks.