The next few weeks were like that, in fact. If I had to describe it in a word, it was gray. There was nothing, no distraction, no conversation with friends or Chelsea that brought any relief. I considered things that I never had even thought about before. I should be grateful, I suppose, for all the busywork that I had before my own first semester of college starting. If not for that, I would probably have just sat at home and slept.
The first days of college forced me to focus a bit. Some of the classes that I had signed up for were interesting, and one was far more difficult than I had anticipated. I later learned that it was a "weed out" course for the Comp Sci program, designed to scare incoming students into taking the whole thing seriously and prepare them for more disciplined think
