Today, a crisp day, kin to the autumn days of last week which were the first days of autumn, was the day I began school. My preparation for school was not substantial enough to prevent me from stumbling about the campus without a clue as to direction or purpose, nor did it allow me any reassurance in regards my class schedule, yet any further effort would have proven pointless. The campus is huge, complex, and impossible to understand, thereby quite comfortable. I am terrified, but I am here; my classes are set though I have yet to clear my mind and realize the work ahead of me, and I know where I am supposed to be, though still somewhat bewildered. I have a while to situate myself. This will be my second home, after all, for the next five years.