Toto, I don't think we're in Kansas anymore...

Changing schools has been an adjustment. My apartment wasn't even cleaned prior to move in (I had to vacuum my bedroom alone at least 3 times to get to the point where a ton of dirt wasn't coming up) and my parents had to do all sorts of fixing up. I sure do love them for all they do.

Then I went to class. I just had to keep reminding myself that OK State is NOT BYU (and for darned sure that's a good thing, let me remind you), but I do miss having such nice classrooms for us business students, with desks that don't slope downward so you have to keep catching your notebooks and name plates so that they don't fall to the floor with a bang causing all 15 other classmates to look at you funny.

I do love, however, that I'm with some real people, where my class is 50-50 male and female, and I don't get funny looks because I am a female and interested in Accounting, and that over half of my professors are women.

It is a new experience for sure, but I think that it is going well so far and that I'll be able to kick some trash in my classes, even though I am taking 12 hours of graduate level courses and 3 hours of undergraduate.