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I hate starting anew. New places, new people, new opportunities, new this, new that, new attitudes, new friendships, new enemies... Starting school means starting a portion of my social life anew and it irks me. I'm not really one to step out of my comfort zone and in recent years, I've been pushed repeatively out the door of my comfort zone, onto a figurative bus and zipped off to tundra or something. I'm naturally an optimist and I see it as part of life's mixed bag of surprises. Mixed bag because it can't always be good. Well, since this is what life holds, I will accept the small sinking feeling within me each time I attend class with a room full of strangers and an overtly animated lecturer who gestures along with the trainer in the video on MacDonald's Hamburger University.