Pencils, Rulers, and School Supplies in General

I love the beginnings of things; especially beginnings that deal with buying school supplies. A handful of new pens and a package of freshly saran-wrapped Oxford index cards make me feel like a whole new person. In some ways I am a new person and don’t correct my professors when they call “Caitlin, Holman?”

Don’t even get me started about the official first day of class. Every year I wake up an hour before class, eat a special breakfast, neatly part my hair to the side, and almost whistle as I skip on my way to class… which happens on occasion if I forget to keep social appropriateness in mind. My new textbooks are likely to be sorted either by color or by class schedule in my backpack along with three different pens for me to choose from in the front pocket.  Throughout the year I will start every paper in my notebook with my full name and the date. Confessions?

In conclusion, I love the first day of school. The whole experience summarized by the smell of flippy spiral notebooks, slacker syllabus class meetings, and new pens that you have to swirl around before they'll write for you.

Old School

Some days… okay, let’s be honest, everyday, I try to kick it old school. Like when I dressed up as a 90’s soccer mom, or that time I played Aaron Carter during small group. And sometimes I have to keep my actions in check and use what I like to call my cool/un-cool gauge. I’ve got to be careful to make sure I’m still in the cool zone at all times possible.

1.       Wanting to play hand clapping games? Cool

2.       Secretly bringing my old gameboy color to school? Cool

3.       Tucking in my t-shirt? Uncool

4.       Wearing a fanny pack in order to listen my cd player? … Cool?

I dunno, I was just thinking about it. I think my mind still works in the 90’s and I’m secretly hoping we’ll have a relapse and go backwards.