Instructor to class: Ok, let's get on the Internet. Where should we go? Someone holler out a site.

Someone from the back: NBC.

The class heads to www.nbc.com, where the first thing you see is the evening's line up.

Me to neighbor: Great. Here are all the shows we're missing...

Bye Mommy!
I love you!
Have fun at 'kool!
Be careful!

All this with her little nose pressed against the screen door, making her look like a little piggy.

I was off to my first official day of school in nine years. I have been anxious about it for a few days... ok maybe a few weeks.

Now the moment is finally here, I'm at the community college, and I see all these people walking around like they know where they're going. I see a few women gathered outside of A100. I walk past them with a meek "excuse me" and take a seat.

So, here I sit. Fifteen minutes early. Fidgeting. Next to me is a woman younger than me, and I'm too nervous to just say "Hi" and introduce myself. Silly, huh? It seems as if by stepping into a classroom, I'm stepping back in time and seeing that girl that used to hate school. Other students made sure I did. I couldn't wait to get out, I was sick of being made fun of, humiliated. I was never comfortable there. Other students made sure of that, too. School was just a means to an end. I'll graduate, move on, and never look back.

Yet, here I sit. Waiting. With all my insecurities to keep me company. I'd thought they were gone. Silly me. They were just hiding.

What will this college be like?
Will we have to introduce ourselves, and tell why we're here?
Will the instructor (cause in college, they're not teachers, they're instructors, right?) just dive right in to the book that I didn't buy on advice from the bookstore?
Will the time fly?
Will time drag?
When do we get a break?
Why didn't I throw some gum in my purse?

The class begins to fill up and I notice a lot more women than men in here.

Two 'veterans' chat about the classes they've taken, one having taken a Summer Class just two weeks ago, the other feeling 'out of it' having taken the Summer off. Apparently the splash screen on the computers is different than last year.

It's 6:00pm. Here is the instructor. Deep breath. Here we go.

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