My first day was yesterday.

It was not a good day.

It started the night before. I was on dorm duty and checking everyone in at 10:45pm. One girl was missing, so I waited and waited. I texted her, called her, looked in her room. Her roommate said she was around all evening and was as puzzled as me! I then checked all of the bathrooms (is she passed out? is she sick? did she break her leg in the shower?). Still no girl.

Since it was 11pm, I had to go around to all of the rooms, check that the right girls were there, tuck them in, say goodnight, and lock them in. Yes, we have to lock them in. Note: they can still exit from the inside, but they have to unlock their own doors in the morning with their keys.

FINALLY, I found the missing girl who was chatting away in a different room. That's a no no. She's a senior. She knows better. She didn't even have her phone, so how was I supposed to know where she was?? I grounded her.

I went to bed but couldn't sleep because A) I had been wide awake moments ago, and B) first day was tomorrow, and I'm always jittery. 20 minutes after going to bed, there's a knock at my door. A girl had locked herself out: went to the bathroom and forgot to bring her key.

I was so tired in the morning from restless sleep. My heart was beating SO FAST out of nervousness. I was out of breath (because of anxiety), and also from the 49 stairs to my classroom.

THEN the power goes off. And then on. whew! BUT!! none of my technology was working!! Aaaarrggghhh!!!!  I try to come up with plan B, but students are filing in and class is about to start. All of that threw me off and it was a hectic start. I'm sure I was all red in the face and I knew I was sweating buckets. Yuck. The AC couldn't get cold enough.

Thankfully, today was much better. I have dorm duty again tonight, but at least I don't have an 8 o'clock class. I can have a slower morning.

I cannot wait for September to be over and to be in a routine.