First Class

So I went to my first class this morning. I had a mental freak out about how this was going to work. Some part of the back of my mind knew that it was going to be pretty much the same as any class back home but that rational part was not in control of my brain. The topic of the lecture was actually perfect considering the head space I was in. It was sociology class and the professor was talking about what made the Irish, well, Irish. There was this whole section where he talked about how when people leave their home culture they feel like a fish out water. I nearly started laughing. It was so perfect and a bit ironic considering my concerns about screwing up. It was quite fun and an entertaining class. I feel like taking a class on why Irish people are the way they are is a great way to understand the culture I'm in.