Hello once again my fellow ng friends. I today started my first day of college, but this is no ordinary college. This is the damn Art Institute, an art college, it's private, and really damn expensive. Luckily I obtained many scholarships, grants, and a loan or two.

Anyway, as I was saying, it was my first day. How was it? Well to start off I had to wake up at 5:30 a.m., "why so early though?" you might be asking yourself? Classes start at 7:30 a.m. and well it's like a bout 30 minutes away from where I live, and the damn traffic is a real bitch, also my parents took me and they wanted to have time to take my lazy faggy brother to school, which is like only 10/15 minutes where I live(what a lazy asshole).

So I arrived at college at 6:00 a.m., and the whole place was deserted. So it was just me and the television they have in the student lounge. One hour and thirty minutes later, my first class finally started, It was observational drawing....something like that, well it wasn't bad since it's just studying dimensions, perspectives, and stuff like that. So four hours of that crap and the class was over, so now I went to go get some grub. After an hour of break I got to my last class, transitional studies/math (yes I am horrible at math). After fours of just plain confusion, it was time to head home, but now I had to take the public bus. The bus came picked me up, and dropped me to the closest stop from my house (I don't want to get into detail with the bus ride). So now I had to walk to my house from there.

Oh and almost forgot about the most important detail in this seemly long day (and story if you read most of it, you're almost done). Ok so this bus stop is like 15/20 minutes away from my house, no problem uh? well wrong! I forgot to mention that I had to carry this art package and my backpack with some books in it. I swear, this package was so friggin' heavy! Must've weighted around 30-40 pounds. What did it have inside? like about three big sketch pads, a sketch book, and 4 damn text books. I seriously struggled back home. I thought I wasn't going to make it home, but surprise surprise, I made it . Mondays, I hate them.

To end this story off, here is a pic of the crap I had to take at the first day of college.