Ms. Elisabeth

There is life after my first week at school. If I'd been smart enough to check the syllabuses for my classes before the first class session, I would have known that there were two chapters of psychology to read (a double assignment) before getting there. So with both classes having a double assignment of the next week, that was six chapters to read between anthropology and psychology along with a written assignment for each. I didn't sleep much last week, hence sleeping most of the weekend. (Sorry I didn't call you, Shelley.)

Maybe I'll have more to journal this week.

No doubt about it, I've developed angst about going back to school. Not being able to get to sleep last night with an upset stomach tipped me over the edge to understanding. But that was only the tipping point. The big clues are the nightmares.

Yes, all of my old nightmares about school have come back. The worst is the one where I have to rush to get to my final exam knowing that I completely forgot to go to class or study all semester. And I know that I'm going to fail everything. I sound like Hermione.

Then there's the nightmare where I'm living in a dorm room with 4 or 5 roommates and trying to deal with it being a girls' dorm. Not to mention the one where everyone in the cafeteria turns into skeletons. Sheesh! What's lurking in my brain?