First Day of Classes (again)

Yesterday was the first session of Tuesday classes.

The worst realization yesterday was that this quarter is not going to be as easy as I thought! I mean, receiving a 15 page syllabus is kind of a tip-off. Thankfully, this professor is sorta like Thursday's Professor ~ really easy-going. I love that she is the most tech-savvy Prof I have ever had, too. She tries so hard to make everyone's life easier.

My day started off quite early. I woke up at 5:30 for no good reason and spent like 2 hours organizing grad school papers (don't ask). After my short hour with FBIL, I jammed to school. I had my first piano class and it was pretty fun. A part of it was b/c I was really entertained by the variety of piano-playing. The guy next to me was definitely not a beginner. All I could think about was, "What a show-off!" At the same time, I laughed to myself b/c 1) I always laugh to myself. 2) He was actually genuinely friendly to everyone, like helping his other neighbor find the middle of the keyboard. 3) The song he kept playing, I played over a decade ago, too. I was just hating on him b/c I couldn't remember the song at the time. (It's the first song on the Suzuki Method Vol. 6 cassette tape that Mom gave me ages ago.)

Instead, I just faked that I was a beginner b/c I didn't want the prof to kick me out! She almost did until I told her that this was my only opportunity since I can't come on Mon/Wed and I'll be off-campus next quarter.

I had my conference call with clinic supervisor and that was fine. She was really helpful and really intuitive. This should be another good learning (through mistakes) quarter. =P I have 2 kiddos again; both are ELL. Oh yeah, I think I'm supposed to research a little bit on Spanish syntax and how it compares to English. Yikes.

AAC Prof let us out early (woo-hoo!) so that was great! Actually, what I forgot about her is that she can be really entertaining and say the funniest phrases. (She also taught me the acronym FLK. Funny-Looking Kid. "Y'know, that one FLK that never really has any friends, is a little off, but the other kids aren't exactly sure why." The "why" is b/c the kid has a disability or disorder).

As we were leaving, KR gave me a $1 to play in Vegas for her. I'm not one to gamble...nor is she! But I promised her that if she gave me a $1 to play for her, it'd be luckier than me playing a dollar for her. The reason being is that many moons ago, BF pulled the same stint. He told his co-worker that when she's in Vegas, please do one thing for him. If she sees a roulette table that just hit on 17 or 31, put his $10 on 10. She was walking past some tables, totally plastered, saw one of the 2 numbers and told some guy she had just met, "hold on, I need to do something for my co-worker." So she's like drunk and talking to the guy as the ball's spinning, telling him that it's so not going to hit.

It totally hit and she walked away in shock with $310. True story! (Last night, when I asked him to re-tell me the story, he added, "I'm actually surprised that she even gave me the money. I wasn't close to her or anything. She could've easily walked away with it all and not even tell me. I gave her $50 for it.").

So this weekend, my mission is find a lucky quarter slot machine and hit the jackpot for KR. If we're lucky, I'll earn $50, too. That and 479 notes. :D