My dinner consists of Fritos and Mountain Dew. I'm sitting in a class discussing a lot of -isms and peace treaties. Is this the college experience I missed the first time around? If so, I don't think I missed much. I miss my waist line, and I guess I have Fritos and Mountain Dew to thank for that.
EDIT: Next class, next bunch of faceless seat fillers. Until one in an I <3 Zombies shirt sits down in front of me, and we have the geekiest conversation about zombies, vampires and other fun stuff AND how much our kids like them too.... and then find out that the odd duck who sits in back in a tie and jacket every day is actually a stay at home dad, and he dons those clothes just for school. Wow. And you know what's funny, on my way across campus this afternoon, I realized that I literally don't know anyone here. Any friends I've made here have already graduated, or seem to permanently reside at the other campus. Now, I'm a very, very social person, so it's kind of weird for me to come to school and NOT bother to talk to anyone. Sometimes I forget that lots of the people here are also struggling with work and parenting outside of school, and maybe that's why we all LOOK like zombies when we're here. I suppose even small connections with the people is good, right?