I’m not dyslexic. I’m crazy. I survived the first day of school, but boy did it slap me around a few times like I owed it some money. Today is Day Two and I’m still a little nervous, but I’m working on confidence boosting between my note-taking of molecular polarity. Translation: if it tries to slap me today, I may be able to get a slap or two back in there myself. Keep your fingers crossed for me.