This is certainly a first day of school.
Last night I bought school snacks at the grocery store, even though I'm not really a student.
I woke up on time today- as I always used to one day out of every school year (the first day).
The level of noise outside of my office has drastically increased because of all of the students milling around.
Someone made some kind of food for lunch that caused the entire area near my office to smell like a school cafeteria. Jealous?
In ten minutes I will head to my one and only class- Arabic. This may be like most other classes in my life: I will be enthusiastic about it for approximately one week, then I will just do whatever I can to skate by with a B. (this is not something I'm proud of.) Although this class may prove to be different. The subject matter is different, and I have always enjoyed studying languages. And of course this one will have immediate effects on my life. Now Mike can't ask his mom in Arabic how to make me creme brulee on our anniversary. I will know what he's saying.