What a day

So I start off my day with some nervous feelings. You see my first day at Fullerton JC was today. My first class started at 10:00 AM so I left my house around 8:30 AM to have plenty of time for parking (or at least I thought it would be plenty of time). I got to the campus and it was PACKED! It's really ridiculous how crazy and crowded it was! I got into the parking structure to see if there might possibly be a parking spot. No such luck. I went to the next parking structure; again no such luck. At this point it's getting closer to 9:30 on the clock and I'm freaking out because my first class starts at 10:00.
I called my sister Rachel because she used to go to FJC and I wanted to know where her "secret spot" was. I found this spot and looked for parking and had just barely enough room for my car. What I didn't realize was that there was this SUV behind me that I thought was another student trying to find a parking spot, but apparently they were trying to turn into the driveway that I was sort of blocking while I was trying to park. I felt kind of bad but they seemed to get into the driveway alright. Then this woman came out of the house looking really mad at me and started talking to the people coming out of the SUV. She looked like she wanted to come chew me out for trying to find a parking spot! The people in the car were trying to talk to her and calm her down. I left before she could come down where I was and start hitting me or something. I just hoped while I walked away that she wasn't planning on doing anything to my car while I was gone.
I got to my first class about 9:44. There were about 5 people already there. (May I just say that I find it funny how there can be so many people in a room and we somehow manage not to talk to each other; in fact we sometimes manage not to talk at all). More and more people came in as the clock ticked closer and closer to 10:00. The teacher came in around 9:55 am. I really like her. All of the stuff seems a bit intimidating, although that might be because I was homeschooled my whole life and this whole thing is new to me, but it seems fun.
One of the assignments is to start a blog and write in it 3 times a week with 600 to 900 words per post. So that is way I'm sitting here writing out all of this stuff that most likely no one is going to read, and why would they? I mean I don't really have an exciting life, it's not like anyone wants to hear about how I probably almost died from a crazy woman who didn't want me parking where I was. Oh well.
I always used to make fun of people who blogged and now here I am with one of my own. Ok. Let's get back on topic. Class ended and I got up and realized that my wallet was no longer in my pocket. I looked around my seat. Not there. At this point I was kind of starting to freak out (second freak out of the day). I called my sister Rachel again (she's probably tired of me calling her with all my problems by now). She said to go back to the car to see if maybe it fell out of my pocket in the car. I went all the way back (exactly the way I came) to my car. Nope. No wallet.
Now I was really annoyed. It's really quite a pain. Because now I'm going to have to renew my Driver's license, my Disneyland Pass, and my Student ID (which I purposely got before school started so I could avoid all the crowds). I was also going to have to cancel my debit card so that no one could use it. It's really frustrating and I wish it hadn't happened. But there's no use complaining because it's already happened and there's nothing I can do about it.
I went to my next class thinking of everything that I'm going to have to do. There were 2 people in the room when I got there. The same no talk thing happened again. I suppose I could have started up a conversation, but I was nervous enough with this being my first day and all, and too busy thinking about the stuff I was going to have to do when I got home.
Around 10:00 our teacher came in. I really like her too. Math seems like it's going to be lots of fun. I've always enjoyed what I know of math so I'm excited. After class I went to Campus safety to see if maybe some kind soul found my wallet and turned it into them. Nope. I left the information about my wallet with them (just in case, you never know) and then drove home illegally. When I got home I asked my mom about going with me tomorrow to the DMV to get a new license and then I called my bank to cancel my debit card. They cancel it and tell me that I'll be getting a new one in about a week. Big relief now that that's over. I relaxed a little while listening to the amazing sound of the rain. I love the rain.
I started writing this post after a little while and then the power went out. That was fun. I was a little sad when the power came back on because it's kind of fun when the power's out.
Now here I sit finishing up this blog, which is longer then I meant it to be, and think about what tomorrow will bring.