Probably not going to return to classes for the rest of the semester.

Cliffs are at the bottom.

I haven't been to class all week, I'm thinking of just taking a break this semester. It started off so horribly.

So I've finally transferred to Mississippi State, I'm starting my first day of university life, and I'm excited. I'm wearing a maroon button-down, some khakis, my navy blazer, and the grey patagonia trucker cap that I got for my birthday. It's the first day so I'm dressing to impress. I'm only taking 9 hours to ease into the courseload, my MWF class is Astronomy, a special of interest of mine because I really enjoy discussing space, exo-planets, and aliens with other intellectuals.

I get in the car and it's overcast and cloudy outside and I realized that I'm sweating profusely even with the A/C on full blast. Nevertheless, I try to tough it out while I search for a parking spot on campus(spoiler alert: there aren't any, searching for parking at university is way harder than community college). After about 30 minutes of driving around, I finally find a parking space about 2 miles from Hilbun, the building that my astronomy class is in.

I ditch the blazer in the car eventhough I had already sweated through my button-down and began the walk. I arrived in the building, soaking with sweat, about 10 minutes after the class was to begin and proceeded to spend 4 minutes finding the actual classroom. I figured it probably wasn't a big deal because teachers usually do nothing on the first day but hand out the syllabus.

I walk in, the classroom is bigger than I anticipated and already full of students, I was hardly able to find an available desk. Everyone is staring at me.

"What's your name?", the professor asks.

"DanMullins4Life.", I reply as I sit down.

"Is it raining outside?", the professor asks again amidst a few chuckles from the audience of students.

Thinking that he was making light of my sweaty situation, I start laughing loudly and reply, "LE SADFACE!".

Some of the students laughed, the professor smiled. This was great, obviously the professor was a Reddit user as well and I could leverage this for my awkward situation.

The professor hands me the syllabus that all of the other students had already been given and apparently continues to read it's contents.

"On the syllabus, you'll note that we will take five tests this semest-..", continued the professor.

"NOTSUREIFSRS!", I interjected.

Some of the students laughed and professor smiled again. He knew my jokes, I could tell he was aware of these memes. He continued on with his rehearsed rehash of the same syllabus he presented the semester before.

"This class operates on the A-F +/- scale, where an 93 or above is an A, an 90-92 is an A- and..."
"LE TROLLFACE.JPEG", I laughingly exclaimed.

This time, less students laughed and the professor had no apparent reaction. Obviously, the context was misplaced of that meme usage.

The professor finished the syllabus and began to start up a powerpoint presentation as an introduction to the class, I audibly groaned at this revelation as it was 30 minutes into the class period and I didn't expect to be there for a full class period on the first day.

"This class is for the study of the universe, the cosmos, and all components of the universe..."

This time, I wouldn't interrupt, so I raised my hand as the professor immediately turned his attention toward me.

"Question?", he asked.

"The universe that was created in 6,000 years by the flying spaghetti monster, right?", I asked, sarcastically.

"If you're not going to take this class seriously then leave now and don't bother coming back.", he responded harshly.

Maybe he didn't pick up on my subtle sarcasm. Confused and a little dejected, I sat there until the class ended and thought of ways to reconcile the connection with the professor which had been lost.

So after class, I walked up to him as he was packing up his materials by the podium.

"Are you a frequent browser of the Reddit community?", I asked.

"I'm not really sure what that is, so no I'm not.", he replied.

At that point, it was obvious why my memes were a miss with him. But I knew how to rekindle the relationship we had.

"Well, it's a community of like-minded intelligent people like yourself congregate to talk about science and technology. You should be into it.", I replied unapologetic-ally.

"Okay, I will check that out sometime, thank you.", he said as he began to walk out the door.

"Do you like to watch COSMOS with Neil DeGrasse Tyson?", I continued as we both continued walking down the hall.

"I know what you're talking about but I don't watch TV often, so not really. Also, I have a meeting with a student here in a minute so it was nice talking to you, Good Bye", he replied and closed the conversation off abruptly.

I turned around when I forgot I had left my backpack in the classroom with all of my textbooks in it(all 3 of them). I rushed back to the classroom and found my backpack nowhere to be seen.

I looked all throughout the classroom until a new group of students came in and a new class began.

I rushed out into the hallway and headed toward my astronomy instructor's office to ask him about my backpack, just to see him sitting there with no student in the office at all.

I walk up to the door to ask him about my backpack and he actually goes to the door and closes it in my face. I couldn't believe how unprofessional he was.

Without my backpack, the walk back to my car was a lot easier but unfortunately I discovered that I had parked in one of the sorority house parking spots and had gotten a ticket.

Cliffs

- First day of university life at Mississippi State, extremely excited, wearing awesome clothes.

- Overdress for the weather, start sweating a whole lot, messing up my clothes.

- 15 minutes late for class because of poor parking and a 2 mile walk.

- Try to joke around with professor in the class, professor eventually gets annoyed with the antics.

- Try to make things better with professor, realize my backpack has been stolen.

- Professor won't help me look for backpack.

- Get ticket for parking in front of sorority house.

- Still can't find stolen blue Northface backpack.