I am younger, living at home, and trying to get ready for class at the University. I can’t find my schedule. I am also arguing with my Mom because she is trying to set up some kind of meeting with a journalist, and wants to know when will be a good time, because the Journalist needs to be in the house alone. I am arguing that it’s an invasion of privacy. Finally I find my schedule and realize I just have time to make my first class.
I am sitting around in an apartment (mine?) trying to decide whether to go to class at the University. I don’t much feel like going, am thinking maybe today I will just skip it – then as I look at my schedule, I realize that this class is one I missed last week, also – and last week, being the first week of the term, was the day to get the info on what tools and books are needed, as well as the itinerary for the class. I realize I have no idea what to study, and if I don’t go, I’ll not be able to follow the class at all, because I won’t know what to study on my own.