51 weeks

I forgot to mention school started last week, and already it's flying by. So far, I am an awesome student. Being a student in my late 20s is way different than being a student in my early 20s, or even mid-20s. I am so prepared and motivated this time. Not that I wasn't before, but at Cal State Long Beach I was a different person. I went to class and got A's, but I read only what was necessary to pass the class. Now, I find myself reading ahead chapters, and following up online or in conversations with my dad, who's a nurse.

I also finally see what an advantage students who don't have to work while in school have over those who do. Throughout high school, junior college and CSULB I worked. Sometimes I took breaks, but I was always trying to support myself. I worked my ass off, putting in 12 and 16 hour days. No wonder I was an average student.

I am not working this year, and this will be the longest break from work I've ever had. My schedule now is roughly 7 a.m. to 3 p.m., and nothing else to do but study! Oh my gosh, what a concept. Gee, I wonder if I'll pass?

It is kind of sad though, realizing how easy some people have it in comparison. I wonder if I'd had a full ride, would I have chosen a harder degree? Would I have excelled? Played sports in college? Gotten scholarships? Would I be going back a second time?

Eh, I guess we'll never know. But for now I will sure enjoy it, even though I know I'll be paying this off for the next 30 years!

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