Back in Black (not a Led Zeppelin song)

School has Oh-ficially commenced once again. So far, two wonderful things have happened. First, I discovered that good friend and esteemed blogmaster Matt Stowe and I share a Global Awareness class, which, contrary to my premonitions regarding its intrigue, will surely prove to be rivetting and worthwhile. Secondly, I attended a Government and Politics in the U.S. class for about 2 minutes this morning, hoping that by the good graces of the professor I could be added to the class. My boyish charm and unkempt hair were no match for the professor, as I found myself included in a blanket statement made about the class being too full for people to join. I quickly packed up my trapper keeper, placed my pencil and pen back in my Hello, Kitty pencil case (with retractable spring-loaded pencil sharpener and eraser combo), and vanished like a phantom...or a fart, because I was slightly more detectable than a phantom.

My cousin and his friends were the best. They all felt like family, making the 15-day rain streak seem less dreary. I miss Washington and all its fine inhabitants. I feel like I'm just at summer camp when I'm in Springfield. Bellingham, WA felt like home. New York feels like home. Chicago feels like home. I think home will never be where I am and will always be where I'm going.

To my best of friends in Springfield, I promise that my contempt with the city is not also with you all. I love me some Springfieldian friends and will remain dear to me, regardless of our geographical disadvantage. This feels like New Year's or something. Today I start my first day of adulthood, I feel. I love to read now and can't wait to start my first homework assignments. Yep, that's a true symptom of adulthood: liking boring things. Fortunately, I have 3 more semesters to validate or invalidate this new change.

xoxo,
nathaniel