Clase Numero Uno

Last night I decorated my wall, and it made me laugh when I woke up this morning, even though I didn't get time for breakfast. Shortly afterwards I had to speak in a language that much resembled toddler-talk as part of an instructive game in my internship class. It was incredibly entertaining to participate in a large group of college students desperately attempting to communicate with words like Ba Japaja or Yi Pomopomopomopo.

I went back to my apartment for lunch and totally finished off my homework for tomorrow. And then I returned to the center for my equipment lab. It was a nice informational rundown of all the available equipment and its maintenance, and I even saw some equipment I had never seen before. Ever heard of a Cine-saddle? Neither had I until approximately 7 hours ago. Look it up, it's space age.

As I'm sinking in to this program, instead of feeling nervous and out of my element, I totally feel at home and comfortable and excited for what's coming up. I've also got to finish my personal project of the C.S. Lewis books that I own. This week is The Magician's Nephew, and hopefully I'll set aside time to read it. Then again I do have the great stay-at-home incentives of no money and a mandate not to travel alone, so it'll probably get done....probably...if I don't have to simluate another strange culture at home for practice in adapting to SoCal. Oh and the other picture is what I had for lunch today. PB&J and 2 stalks of celery, there's no living like apartment living.