school.
So, it's official. I'm going to college. My first day was on Wednesday.
I have two online classes, and two regular classes. I'm extremely excited and ready to get working. Ha, I say that when I should be doing homework, but actually I've been editing images and uploading them to myspace. At least I did get some people to proof read my first short paper on yahoo answers.
It's so weird, in school I never really cared about grades at all, I just did the work because it was something you "have" to do. Now, you have the option, do it or don't do it. Go to class, or don't go to class. And now, I want to become that honor student, I'm craving for that A, I want to work and read and write. How funny age is.
I guess it's a good thing that I waited to go to school. Would I have this same hunger for knowledge if I was 18 or 19? Or would college just seem like another one of those things you "have" to do? I think the latter.
All in all, my experience has been wonderful. Yes, I am going to a community college, but my classes are in a brand new building with amazing computer labs. I get into conversations with random instructors and staff and they seem genuinely interested in me as a person and student, even if I'm not in their class or even field. I was standing in line at the cashier's office, and I noticed a huge variety of people there: mothers with their toddlers, young teens, middle-aged women, and graying men.
And I realized, this is the place I want to be. I want to be in a place where there are these varieties of people, of all races and ages, all walks of life. People who already HAVE lives, jobs, and families and still say "I want to enrich my life." I'd rather see children running up and down the aisles than listen to the deep conversations of 19-year-old-girls and their chipping nail polish. I'd rather be in the mix than amongst clones.
I don't know, for some reason I sometimes feel like I'm setting my expectations low? That my degree I'm trying to achieve might not be enough. But I think that's just me trying to look from someone else's point of view. From my own, I'm proud of myself for taking this huge step in my life. I'm excited to learn more and prove that I can do this and anything life throws at me. I have an extra spring in my step to match my new found self-confidence, and I feel like the sun is shining and the world is suddenly opening it's doors and is waiting for me.
I'm ready and I want to learn.
I have two online classes, and two regular classes. I'm extremely excited and ready to get working. Ha, I say that when I should be doing homework, but actually I've been editing images and uploading them to myspace. At least I did get some people to proof read my first short paper on yahoo answers.
It's so weird, in school I never really cared about grades at all, I just did the work because it was something you "have" to do. Now, you have the option, do it or don't do it. Go to class, or don't go to class. And now, I want to become that honor student, I'm craving for that A, I want to work and read and write. How funny age is.
I guess it's a good thing that I waited to go to school. Would I have this same hunger for knowledge if I was 18 or 19? Or would college just seem like another one of those things you "have" to do? I think the latter.
All in all, my experience has been wonderful. Yes, I am going to a community college, but my classes are in a brand new building with amazing computer labs. I get into conversations with random instructors and staff and they seem genuinely interested in me as a person and student, even if I'm not in their class or even field. I was standing in line at the cashier's office, and I noticed a huge variety of people there: mothers with their toddlers, young teens, middle-aged women, and graying men.
And I realized, this is the place I want to be. I want to be in a place where there are these varieties of people, of all races and ages, all walks of life. People who already HAVE lives, jobs, and families and still say "I want to enrich my life." I'd rather see children running up and down the aisles than listen to the deep conversations of 19-year-old-girls and their chipping nail polish. I'd rather be in the mix than amongst clones.
I don't know, for some reason I sometimes feel like I'm setting my expectations low? That my degree I'm trying to achieve might not be enough. But I think that's just me trying to look from someone else's point of view. From my own, I'm proud of myself for taking this huge step in my life. I'm excited to learn more and prove that I can do this and anything life throws at me. I have an extra spring in my step to match my new found self-confidence, and I feel like the sun is shining and the world is suddenly opening it's doors and is waiting for me.
I'm ready and I want to learn.