Happy FDOC Barnumbia! What a day. It’s rainy, there are puddles everywhere, no one’s really sure what the mask mandates are, but, it’s still a great day! And, on this joyous occasion, Bwog attended classes. (Some more joyously than others…)
In advance of the first day, Bwoggers had some wins:
- Successfully used Facebook Marketplace!
- Found heaven inside a Palak Paneer Frankie at Roti Roll.
- Went bar-hopping for the first time and didn’t die! #21 #GirlBoss
- Was astounded by the size of my walk-in closet.
- Started reading A Game of Thrones (for class, promise).
- Had an honestly baller time in New Jersey.
- Moved into the best dorm <3
- Decorated my room instead of reading Plato.
And suffered some losses:
- Had an identity crisis.
- Found a long-dead roach in my desk.
- Lost my ID at a frat party, suffered accordingly.
- Saw the rattiest looking rat out on the street in broad daylight.
- Wasted a Meal Swipe upon walking into Hewitt for breakfast and feeling immediately overwhelmed.
Bwoggers also had an…eventful first day of classes:
- Rearranged my class schedule so many times that I inadvertently finagled my way out of having any classes on Tuesdays. Went to a movie instead.
- Reunited with one of my favorite professors for a new class and almost teared up…he is a celebrity to me.
- Almost got impaled by the umbrellas of lost first years.
- Answered a question right and felt the warm golden light of academic validation, if only for a brief moment.
- First-years were oblivious to elevator etiquette (fourth floor or below take the stairs!).
- Messed up class times and showed up embarrassingly late to a huge lecture (had to enter through the front of the classroom, absolutely mortifying).
- Took a Category Five nap after my first class.
- Wore flare jeans on a rainy first day of classes…for the second time (weird that it happened twice, right?).
- Cried by the dishes.
- Was told by a freshman where Wien is? (Dear Reader, I didn’t ask for this.)
- Embarrassed myself in multiple languages.
- Am currently hotboxing JJ’s fumes that drift into my room.
- Felt: painfully inferior; wet.
Students doing assignments on large computers via Bwog Archives