I have been going to a new college for about a week. It’s been difficult for me to pick between being a therapist, or working as a vet and helping animals each day. At the end, I ended up picking being a vet, I have a cat myself and any information that I can collect on cats the better, that way, I can not only save money, which I like, but also not have to worry about my cat at said vet office.

It’s not that I don’t trust them, but personal preference. But anyway, besides that, college is going pretty well, I found out my baby brother, Ronnie, goes here as well. I haven’t seen him in years, so each Sunday, we end up getting some coffee together.

Today is my first day going to my vet class, I have my bag and I’m dressed in a silk black shirt with silver accessories, my glasses, along with black dress pants, that with sneakers. I know it’s a bit random, but what if I have to run or something? I don’t know.

As I walk in the class, I feel some stares on me, I’m used to it. It’s probably because I’m new and a bit late. I sit in my chair and look around, realizing you can bring your cat, “hmm. I’ll bring BaoBao tomorrow” I say to myself in my head.

“Hellloooo! Good morning, Good morning.” the teacher greets, he seems quite happy with his job and position, working with cute animals all day probably. “so today we have a new student, Nathan.” Mr. Bows continues, some people wave and I give a short wave back. After the small introduction, we start class. I start taking some notes in my notebook, the pen smoothly going along with the paper as words fill it. My mind wonders to Ronnie, he’s probably in music class or something, he does wanna be in a band with his friends. They seem okay in my book so far, but then I wonder what my roommate will be like because I have yet to get one. I go back to writing notes as the teacher talks.