A Rough Start
They say the first week of school is usually the hardest: unfamiliar subjects, new teachers, classmates you don't yet know. And while I'd usually be fine with a normally rough week, my first week this semester was absolutely miserable- but not because of classes. As I sat at my desk on Tuesday morning, filling out a few job applications since I woke up earlier than I needed to for my class, my computer screen went dark. My fan's gentle humming slowed to a stop, and before I could blink, the lights went out, consuming me in the quiet dark. The power was out. And being a naive and hopeful newcomer to the world of renting an apartment, I thought it was just a fluke that would be fixed within the hour, maybe by the time of lunch if I was unlucky. As the air began to warm up, I decided I'd rather go out and get breakfast than wait for the power to come back on. So out I went, and after breakfast, went to class. But when I returned, as soon as I opened the d...