Broke College Student

The first day of classes started on Thursday.  I had three classes, all of which are close to each so I did not have to walk far (my legs were still sore from all of the walking I had did just a few days ago). My first class was Mass Communications 101, which consisited of maybe 100 people.  Not bad.  I actually think I am going to like that class (fingers crossed that I won't regret saying that in the upcoming months). My major is Journalism, so of course I would find this course interesting.  The professor gave us a standing assignment to bring in two facts from general and trade news to report to him.  That was the good part; the bad part was that he assigned us to read four long chapters in our textbooks and it was due next class, which is on Tuesday.  Oh, boy. Welcome to the college life.
My next class was psychology 101.  And I thought that my mass comm class was huge.  Psychology class had to have at least 200 or more students.  The lecture hall was almost as big as my high school audiotorium (sp).  I was a little bit hesitant about his class, but all of that demolished during the class period. The professor was very entertaining; a lot of students came in late and he had them go to the front of the class to explain why they were late.  Sounds kind of embarrassing, but it really wasn't; he had an outgoing and funny personality so he joked around with them.  One of the late students was junior and said he was late because he couldn't find the builing the class was located in. The professor jokingly told us were wrong for being to class early and knowing where the building was.
Now the last student he called out should be embarrassed.  The professor called him to the front of the class because he had fallen asleep.  When asked why, he said he was up partying.  You could tell that the poor boy did not want to tell why he was sleep and what he was doing the night before, but he really didn't have a choice.  The professor had him stand in front of the class, microphone in front of him along with 200+ students staring him dead in the face.  He was asked whether he was drinking or smoking or both.  He always paused before answering the embarrasing questions the professors asked.  Turns out, he was out partying and drinking the night before class.
The class seems interesting, subjectwise.  I was going to drop the class, but after a talk with my grandmother and aunt, I decided to stick with it.

All of my professors for my classes gave homework, some of which required books.  So, that meant I had to go out and buy them.  I could have bought them early, but decided to wait to get the official "ok" from the professors.  Today, I asked my friend if she could show me how to get to Virginia Book Company and Bookholders, which are two places on campus that sell cheap textbooks.  I got the books that I needed with the exception of one because they were out of stock.  The total amount for all of the books:$402.  Now, this may seem like a good price, but this blew me away. That's a lot for some textbooks! At that moment (for just a few seconds), I missed my high school days where I could just get the books for free.