The first semester is finally winding down, and it's kind of interesting to watch as it happens. I noticed that less and less people are coming to class. Not sure why.
I wish I had the money to keep going to school for the next semester. I kind of like college. Don't get me wrong, it stresses me out to an amazing extent. But I need to learn to do work. I never did work in high school. I could finish my homework in class everyday or get away with not doing it, and it's good to be forced to do something you don't want to, because at least you learn how to do it.
I like growing up. I'm only 17, so I've kind of been throw into this whole thing at a younger age than most. It's kind of forceful. I didn't really have a choice, but I knew that I had to get myself together and do it, or I was going to fail miserably. Which would have been bad.
I think I'm fairly pleased with myself this year. I've gotten a lot done. I learned a whole bunch of math that I should have learned a LONG time ago. I didn't even know I could do math.
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