"Let's hope I'm actually good at this shit, fingers crossed I guess."
"I plan on trying to be as invisible as possible since I'll be 25 in a room full of 18 year olds."
"I never could get financial aid the first time around but now that I'm an independent I can.
Free money? Fuck yes!"
Because I really am so unbelievably excited. I could go on for days, scratch that, YEARS about how much I think our educational system is screwed up and wasted on the indecisive young. But I'll save that for a later date. Just know that I think my time spent at college the first time around was an absolute waste. Because most 17 year olds don't have a damn clue what they want for breakfast, let alone what they want to do for the rest of their lives. Except society tells us we "need" to go to school and thus we rush into it and drop bucket loads of cash to do so.
I'm getting carried away.
Anyway, now I'm just crazily thrilled to finally have a real direction, a passion, something that I'm over the moon excited about learning, something that I need to learn in order to be able to live out my current goals and dreams. And on top of that, the ability to go back and only take the classes I find interesting, those I know will further my skills in the areas that I want furthering, not gen-ed crap that I won't remember two weeks after the final.
So it all begins tomorrow. I'm nervous to shit, but I'm excited as all hell.