Taking a night class

I never cared too much for school. Way back in my latter years of high school, while my piers were excitedly picking colleges and submitting applications, I was bored to death with formal education and not exactly looking forward to more of it. Had I bothered to try, I'm sure I could've gotten into a great school, probably with some good scholarships. But I didn't try, so I spent the next two years at Yuba College, the local J.C., because I couldn't think of something better to do.

At Yuba College I continued my struggle to care about good grades and educational goals. I liked math. I liked science. I liked learning all sorts of things, but I never liked the impersonal format of institutionalized learning. So, at 19 years old and just starting my fourth semester at Yuba, it was very easy for me to say yes to a programming job and put school on the back burner. I was pretty sure I'd get back to school sooner or later.

Well, that was eight years ago, and it's time to get back to it. I've signed up at Yuba for a night class. It's a Humanities course that I was told years ago by a school counselor was the only thing I needed to meet the requirements for an associates degree in Mathematics. I don't know if that still holds true today. And I've already missed the first meeting, so I don't really know if it's going to work out for me this term. But I do know one thing: I'm ready to give it a try.

Wish me luck!