I'm so worried about going back to college that I have cried everytime it is time to go back. Why you ask? Grades? Nope not that. I'm a straight A student. Homesickness? Nope not that either. I live at home. Then why? I'm big. I worry about people laughing at me as I walk to class. I worry about having to sit in the back of class and having to try and make it up the row. I worry about having somewhere to sit at all since some of the class have seats smaller than most movie theater seats. I worry about having to sit in those seats for and hour to 2 1/2 hours at a time then having to try and walk because my legs are numb. I can't decide what is worse, the tution for going to school, the price of textbooks, or the fact that after the first day of class, all i can tell my mom is "Well, at least all my classes have halfway comfortable seats this time." Though that is not always the case. I dread going to class the first day and seeing auditorium seats. That is the ultimate nightmare. I have almost learned which buildings tend to have them and thus try to avoid them. All my life I have tried to rid myself of my "burden to bear" and with no lasting success as of yet. I can only hope that I can get over my phobia of college so that I can finish up and become the best elementary school teacher I can be. Then, maybe, I'll quit worrying about what I look like on the outside and focus on the lasting impact I can have on children with a positive attitude, though as of yet I am still the pessimist I have been since elementary school.

D A C
daffyduck@mindmeld.com

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