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Rambling Anna: The completely unprepared senior

My friends and I were sitting around a few days before school started in our big adult house with our big adult furniture, drinking our big ‘finally 21’ adult drinks when we began talking about our plans for the semester. We’re all seniors and we’re all ready to power through our last semester, or two, and graduate.

And that’s when I realized that I am completely and utterly unprepared.

I didn’t have a book bag or any clue as to where my classes were being held. I did have a few assorted notebooks and folders. I lucked out and had a couple pens in my car, but other than that, I didn’t have much of anything. My friends were a little more prepared and some even had their textbooks, but I sure didn’t.

As a senior, you’re supposed to know the ropes and have everything figured out. While I definitely know the basics, I’m still floundering and school has been in session for a couple weeks. To be honest, I still forget when my classes take place. I wake up every morning and have to open my schedule on my computer because I’m just that spacey.

As a senior, you’re also supposed to know all the shortcuts — not to touch the walls at TKE dances, the cheapest websites for buying textbooks, the quickest route to your class weaving in and out of buildings to stay warm once the snow flies — but even knowing those shortcuts, I find myself floundering in the sea of students. I completely spaced on all my online assignments for the first week and while I’m doing better, I still feel like I have no idea what I’m doing.

I have this one class where all we do is talk in circles about old TV shows and music videos, one where the professor likes to go off on long tangents about his wife and cat, and another class where we watch movies and analyze them. In short, my classes are easy and fun, so I really have no right to slack off or complain.

To top it all off, I’ve come down with a cold. A cold, in the hottest September in recent memory. My head is throbbing and I have no desire to do anything and my nose is doing that thing where one side plugs up while the other runs like a faucet. So this is turning out to be a great start to my senior year.

Hopefully things will improve. I have a book bag and a planner now, so that helps, but if it’s like this now, just imagine how clueless I’ll be once I graduate.

Watch out world, here I come.