Going back to school has always been something of a toss-up
for me. On the one hand, the stress
levels are definitely not on my list of my favorite things – particularly when
I know that I’m going back to a class that I’ve been dreading for years (yes, I’m
looking at you, Methods).
But on the other, I find a certain comfort in being back at
school – not just in being surrounded by friends and having things to do,
although I absolutely miss those things.
And also not just the River City itself, though I am extremely excited
to get back to that as well. But in some
ways, I feel comfortable in a classroom in a way that I don’t feel comfortable
anywhere else.
It’s one of the few places where I don’t feel like I need to
temper myself or work to impress anyone – I can just be open about the things
that get me passionate or things that I nerd out about, and not have to worry
about being socially awkward. Outside of
the classroom, it takes a very different comfort level for me to act the same way.
On the other hand, back to school means that I have to pack
this week, which everyone knows is my least favorite activity.
Good luck to everybody!
Procrastinatorily yours,
Rachel Leigh
