Dear night class,

I survived you! The time has finally come for me to take not one, but two night classes. Oy. And I was worried, especially after gaining a reputation for falling asleep in every class freshman year. And maybe sophomore year as well. However, I made it through the first class without even yawning.

The initial wave of stress from syllabi has begun, but that brings new reasons to hole punch and collate things. Which makes it all go away.

Many adventures today, my first trip on my bike in the Twin Cities, and most of an afternoon wasted on a bench and on the couches in the Theater building. I'll say, a day well spent.

And night that didn't end too bad either.

Oh, and the consensus from this evening's class? The most important film of our lifetime is Lion King. Sadly, the only line I could instantly recall from the movie was, "I killed Mufasa!" Which didn't feel like something I wanted to share with the class.


love,
hannah