I skipped down the halls of the university, feeling a wonderful mix of excitement and nerves on my first day in the Social Work program.
“Morning, Peter!” I smiled cheerfully at the man I had seen almost every weekday morning the semester before, while trading a few coins for a hot cup of coffee.
As I stirred in my sugar and cream, we exchanged stories of our summer, and it felt nice to interact with someone I was familiar with. I told him orientation for Social Work began in twenty minutes, and that’s when the nerves overtook the excitement.
I swear, I am an outgoing person. I worked a job all summer where I approached people and chatted with them. This, however, felt different. Perhaps because I know I will have the same classes with the same group of people all year, I wanted to make the best first impression possible.
The doors opened to a large room with several round tables. While there were empty tables, I made myself take a seat at one that was almost full, so as to not purposefully isolate myself within the first five minutes. Most everyone had their heads down, staring at their phones, but it wasn’t before long that I glanced at the itinerary laid out in front of me, and noticed the words “icebreaker.”
Ugh. Okay, okay. Just be yourself. Just be cool, don’t say anything weird, and don’t do that thing where you ramble on about something else when someone asks you a question. And don’t, for the love of God, start with the fact that you just turned 30. Compared to the rest of the group, you look like a bus is going to pick you up when this is done and return you to the old folks home.
The girl to my right suddenly turned to me.
“HELLO I AM DIANE AND I’M THIRTY.”
Thankfully, she chuckled, and I pretended for a moment that my awkwardness was enduring.
The rest of the day went off without a hitch, and left me even more excited for classes to begin tomorrow.
While on my way home, however, I pondered this blog. It’s such a wonderful resource to me. Not only does it allow me the therapeutic action of placing my thoughts into words, but I have also been able to connect with people through it. That’s why I seriously need to get some consistency going, and now that classes are back in full swing, it seems like perfect timing to make sure a blog post gets out every Wednesday.
So, I will see you every Wednesday, and maybe on random days in-between, if the writing bug strikes me.
Have a lovely week,