Whew!!! It's 10:30 and I'm already up, dressed, made a trip to Far Away Community College to teach my 8:00 class and back home!
Today's morning class was the typical 8am class. It's mostly freshmen college students, so they're more or less sleepy and terrified and trying to act aloof and fabulous all at the same time. It makes for an odd classroom dynamic for the first few days, but the weirdness should alleviate in approximately a week...once the work and reality of college life kick in.
After only a mild copier explosion, I managed to get my syllabus Xeroxed and ready for tomorrow (today was just introductions and a sneak peak at the course), and I'm currently relaxing in my pajamas.
I have the whole day to kill until my 6:00 course tonight. This time, English. Freshman English. They should be terrified and fun, too.
I was mistaken for a student on the elevator this morning which is always fun. It's sort of like being carded for alcohol when you're way past your 21-year-old prime. I'm likely to hug and/or kiss anyone who cards me, but I held back on the elevator today. I was asking the girls on the elevator if any of them were in Reading and when they said no, "We've already taken it!" they asked who my teacher was.
ME: "Well, actually, I'm teaching."
THEM: "Oh WOW! Really? You look fun. I wish I had your class."
It's the nose ring and fun shoes. Does it every time.
I'm contemplating perching in one of the desks in my night class and posing as a student until time for class to start. Then I'll get up and introduce myself. So fun. Is it wrong that I enjoy messing with their heads this much?
Off to write some freelance articles and catch up on my blog reading (heavy on the latter). "See" y'all later!
On the nightstand: Norwegian Wood (Murakami), Freaks: Alive on the Inside (Curtis Klause)
On ye olde iPod: "Wait for You" (Elliot Yamin)
DVD o'the moment: Pan's Labyrinth