I need this feeling that I have had over the past week to last, I really really do. I know that my schedule it going to be killer, and the work will be hard, but I am so looking forward to throwing myself into this thing body, mind, and soul. Not being depressed for no reason will be a big helper there.

So I had my first clarinet lesson on Wednesday, and really like Dr. Spece, he seems cool. He sent me an email that I only just read, asking me if I had room in my schedule to join the Clarinet Choir (Master Class I think is it's formal name?) and said that he thought that I could be a "huge help" to the group. A help??? *upon reading this mentally flails around giggling like a maniac...only in my head lol but still* I've been practicing the new books he had me buy, and I am REALLY excited because I'm picking things up better and sounding better than I think I ever did in high school. And being invited to join the ensemble makes me really happy because I always loved hearing pieces with multiple instruments come together, it's so fun.

My other classes also seem like they are going to be interesting and fun. For once in my life, I think taking a 16 credit hour semester is going to be more than doable. I already met two other girls in my math class who I conversed with about the teachers and school I just transferred from (and whose math department I still work in part-time), and who share the same math enthusiasm that I have. We were all surprised that our Dif Eqns class actually has SIXTY PEOPLE in it, but I think we'll be okay. The only other class I've been in that's larger is a class that comes earlier in the day and has nearly 200 Freshmen. I think I'd be overwhelmed except for that fact that they all look cute and tiny and nervous lol.

Both of my jobs are going extremely well. I leave directly from classes and go to one job or the other, depending on what day it is. The Math Computer Lab has been buzzing, but not overwhelming in the least (and I'm allowed to work on homework in there when no one needs assistance), and it's comforting that I can still visit my old school and talk with the profs and the secretary and some other students who I've come to know. My other job is at a local art store called Art Things, and some of the employees I have known nearly as long as I've lived in this state. Not to mention that my liddle works there now too. When I worked there yesterday from 12-6, I realized that even though I very much value my alone time, that at least a lot of the not-alone time I have is spent surrounded by people who I am quite comfortable with and who are very supportive. I even spent an hour helping some random customer yesterday, and even though he hadn't bought anything when he left (though I'm positive that he'll be back to get the things we talked about), I felt really good getting to talk and help with some of the things I really love. Having people ask me for advice on things (we had 3 people come in this week for gilding supplies! o.o) is really kinda cool, I feel like things I may have stumbled through and mistakes I might have made could make things smoother for someone else.