So, tomorrow I start being a student again. It’s been a while. Am I smart enough? Will I get along with my classmates? Will my professors treat me like a grown-up or a kid? I am hit with a strange sense of the surreality of being Infant, then student, then professional, then back to student again. Is it moving forward with my life, or looping back on a previous phase? I remember being completely stressed out last time around, and not getting along at all well with my group. Hopefully, I’ve matured a bit, and hopefully my classmates will be more mature as well. It’s weird, but exciting, and I’m looking forward to seeing how it goes. I do feel sorry for my Math teacher though. Which is the one that comes after six? Nine? Eleven? Oh well, I guess I’ll find out tomorrow.
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