College is easily both the easiest and hardest thing I’ve ever done in my life. Classes are fairly easy; we’re doing review in calc 1 (I’ve already taken up to calc 3, anyway, but they wouldn’t let me in any higher as a freshman), yesterday in communications we did a fun learn everyone’s name exercise that actually really helped me get over my fear/hatred of talking to anyone new. And it allowed me to tell the broken nose while knitting story several times, which is always fun. The hard part is getting enough sleep, and managing my time, and not panicking about making a fool out of myself (everyone does, right?), and not freaking out over nightmares I have about missing my train (which would mean I would have to wait an hour for the next one) or missing my stop on the way home (which would mean a long ass walk.)
Luckily, I have knitting to help
drive me even crazier calm me down.
I’m still ignoring my endpaper mitts, but after today the teacloth officially becomes non-travel knitting (not that I should’ve been traveling with it, before, really, but I did anyway) so I should be able to finish them off. They are taking far too long for what was supposed to be a quick project.
And when knitting gets me down, I have… a kitty!
(Sorry. I know it’s not Caturday. But she’s so rarely in my room and I happened to have a camera right there…)
(Also she was jealous of all the other macro-ing going on elsewhere.)
(Also also because she makes little ‘come here, birdy!’ meows when she naps which is really the funniest thing ever to me. Constantly on the prowl, she is.)