Today… was a good day.

First day of class today… was a little strange being back, but it felt good.

Started a little iffy, as one of my classes had been changed not only classroom, but to a completely different pavillion, on the other side of campus. I actually hadn’t received the notice, so I went in to the classroom, only to realise that it was a nursing class (ironically). Found about 7 other people who were in the same class, so I suggested we head to the biochem department to find out where it should be. That’s where we were told we should have received the change by email and that our class was at the other end of campus, we actually ended up taking the subway to get there… lol!

Once there, there was yet another mistake as they had told us a class which didn’t exist, so finally we found the right place and managed to sit down, about 20 minutes or so late (doesn’t look as bad when it’s 8 of you at once though). First class was Cellular Biology. Not really my cup of tea, but the prof seems really fun, so it could be a good class afterall, he’s very interactive despite a class of over 200.

At the end of class ran into some girls I had met while at college two years ago. They remembered me so we hung out together the rest of the afternoon. They needed to change some classes around and stuff (they’re all three registered in biochem, but two of them want to go into pharmacy and the other into nutrition) so we headed back to the science pavillion. Meanwhile I ran into another guy from college, so I chatted with him while they sorted out their schedules. Then we headed to the Classroom building for some food and for our second class.

Second class of the day was organic chem, and once again, seems the prof is going to be fun, very dynamic, just odd for me to have a prof with an english accent when he speaks french. I’ve had just about every other accent under the sun, but english is new… usually they choose to teach in english, go figure. But he teaches well, and is very understandable.

Class was only an hour, but by this time it was 4pm, so I grabbed the subway with one of the other girls, got home, did some quick research on my course manuals (it’s going to cost me over $400… ack) and headed to guitar class. I had fun, but then again, I always have fun with Jaye. I appologised about not getting back to him about the cottage, but when I explained that it was my ex and I only who ended up going, I think he was a little relieved about not being there… lol!

I headed back home, spoke to Alice a little bit about her first day, she seems to be adjusting well… although she’s a bit perturbed about being in a program with a bunch of girly girls… lol!

I was just settling in with some food and thinking about watching some tv when Fred called. Wanted to see how my first day of school went (quite sweet really). We ended up having a really great conversation. We talked about us, and it was nice to know we seem to both be on the same wavelength. We both think of this past weekend as almost magical, everything was really perfect. We both really care about each other, I don’t have time to deal with a relationship and he’s not ready to deal with one, so we’re ok with the way things are right now. We’ll stay open, keep being honest, and see where it leads us, but he was very clear that if I should meet someone, that I shouldn’t think of him, that I just need to tell him and that he will be happy, and will continue to be there for me. It was nice to hear, although it’s pretty much how I had seen it anyhow.

We have such incredible conversations… it’s stimulating talking to him. Today was no exception. This weekend really seems to have put us on a good footing, we both feel comfortable being honest, a bunch of walls were torn down. We see each other a little clearer. He had a lot of nice compliments for me. The most flattering I think was that he was talking about me to his best friend, and that she said that from the way he spoke about me, that I sound like and incredibly well balanced and sane person. It’s officially the second time I’ve labelled as well balanced… (It’s actually ‘saine’ in french which doesn’t quite translate well, well balanced is the closest I can come to it. It encompasses healthy, well balanced and sane if you will…) and that for people like them, it’s a really good thing. It’s almost reassuring to hear something like that you know?

On an aside. I’ve decided that I DO feel different being thirty… it’s a subtle thing though. I seem to have gain some self assurance. Have much less of the… I wonder what people think of me. Less shyness or hesitation I guess. I found myself thinking today that I might run for class representative. Just because I can, and because I think I can do a good job, even if I know no one… I figure, I have nothing to lose and everything to gain by attempting it. I have to check if I have the time to put into it, but otherwise… why not?