First day of class at UT this past Monday. I could only afford to take one class this semester, and paying for that single class literally broke the bank for me. Sometimes I feel like putting up a PayPal account on my blog for donations. It would read something like, "All donations for poor, struggling hard-working older college student will be greatly appreciated."
I have to get my past financial aid mess cleaned up, and then hopefully I'll be able to get some federal aid in my ongoing educational career.
Anyway, the class is an upper-level Fiction Writing course, and I think I'm going to really enjoy it. The class is small--about fourteen people--and the professor is cool and creative and quite learned. My only gripe: The Humanities building classroom apparantely has no air conditioning.
You know what, though? I love it all: The intimidating size of the university, the swarms of milling students' bodies, even the hot stuffy non-air-conditioned classroom.
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