Week 1

I arrived early, with thoughts that I'd find a parking spot close to my building. I was wrong. Then, I had to walk about 10 minutes across campus to find my building, which I guess was fine because walking is the only exercise I get. Luckily, there was a beautiful scenery to view on my trip.

I got there early enough to meet up with some friends in the Milo Bail food court. We got pretty comfortable, and then decided to looked around. I found the Convenient Store. I was immediately amazed by the cheap prizes of food and candy the store consisted of, so I stocked up! A bag pretty full of candy and a Pop Tart cost me less than $3.00 - now that's my kind of store.

Soon, it was on to College 101. It excited me to know that I'd have a class in which I could do college and scholarship searches. I mean, I knew I had to get those tasks done, but this class will actually be my motivation to doing it. Maria even passed out binders to us! It's like she could read our minds, like she just knew that at the least I am not a very organized person.

My first choice for a class was English, and I wouldn't have any other way. I like President Obama's and he's a brilliant writer, but at many points this week, he's bored me in my reading. But honestly, his book has taught me to really think about many issues, and it's definitely helped in writing my autobiography. This biggest factor, however, has been my class' discussions. We've digged deep into culture, racism, stereotypes, and this list goes on. It's been incredible to hear the thoughts and feelings of people who were born all over the world. Those 14 other people have inspired me, brought me on tangents, and forced me to pour my heart into my story.

I'm excited to work with a kid, and I think that my partner and I chose a sweetheart. If I can help Emma figure out what she wants to do when she grows up than I'll be happy. When I asked her, she gave me a long list of occupations. It sounds like she wants to be Barbie! So, getting her to make a collage of her dream careers should not be too difficult.

I like my study group facilitator. He's a younger guy who found it easy to connect with my class. He did a great job at clearing up and confusion we had while reading, especially vocabulary. The other day, he asked us to share a condensed version of our life stories, and he did the same. I think it made it easier to share what I had been writing for my autobiography. I felt like my class wasn't judging me, like most of my peers in high school do. But I guess that's the difference - most of my peers in high school aren't nearly as articulate and educated as my fellow summer scholars.

So, what's been the hardest part about my first week of college? Well, I often fell asleep while reading, so I'd have to go back and refresh. Parking was no fun, and I think UNO should make bigger lots. But none of my experiences have been unpleasant so far. The most difficult aspect, for me, has been waking up. Then, it's all a breeze from there.