my first days at school have been, for lack of better word, sucky. i have an ominous feeling hanging over my head of this being my doomed year, and it’s not fun. the one class that really struck my fancy (a pop culture course that’s based on buffy the vampire slayer and the harry potter series that only transpires once in a blue moon) is the one course i cannot for the life of me cram into my schedule.

my history honours seminars are all but comfortable settings. is it normal to feel so dumb around other students? i’m sitting there and everyone has these poignant, intellectual things to say, while i drone on about how much i enjoy the simpsons.

i realize university is all about keeping a positive outlook, but i’m not quite sure if i will be able to do that this year. i can feel it in my bones: third year will be my lost year, the period of my academic career that i will look back on and shudder at the thought of.

ok. positive outlook, positive outlook, positive outlook. i am the intellectual equal of everyone else here. (thanks, sandra!)