Where should I begin?

I've tried very hard to start several posts this week, but I have so much to say, and so little ability to organize it all into coherent, well-thought out blog posts.

But since, the longer I wait before posting, the more overwhelmed I am with new experiences, I figure I should pause somewhere and get some of it out in my random incoherent bits.

Classes began on Wednesday September 1st-- so the first week of school is essentially three days. To further pad my transition to university, Labor Day is Monday -- so next school week is four days. I was pretty happy with my classes and when they were. On Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, my first class is at 2:35. I figured I would like this schedule because I had always woken up past respectable hours when I had been at home...but ever since arriving to Montreal, I've been able to wake up (without an alarm!) between 7:50AM and 8:30AM.

I love the mornings here because the streets are never empty. People are already rushing around, walking briskly, holding the paper and their morning coffees in their hands. Cars are already lined up at stoplights where people anxiously wait to cross.

And nights don't end until 3AM either. If I choose to do so, I could be at any number of lounges or clubs or bars or restaurants.

This is such an amazing city...and it has so much more to share. I haven't explored very much of it yet, but having tasted it, I want more. It's kind of like entering your favorite restaurant with an empty stomach. You take in the aroma and the general atmosphere, and you can't stop yourself from drooling at the thought of that dish -- the one that convinces you we live to eat, not eat to live -- in front you.

This seems to be a post on the blander/more serious side, but I think it's because I am still in a state of shock and hit by a stun gun of *NEW* and my personality has not truly rooted here yet. I am still numb and overwhelmed from information overload and just having learned so much (socially) and changed so much within a week -- a week that feels much longer than it was. I know because I check the mail all the time, assuming that I will receive something, but then realizing that it was probably only sent out a few days ago. A few days? Every single day has been brand new.

Anyway, I should probably head down to class...I will update more consistently as soon as I learn how to be efficient (wait a couple hundred years).