I had no idea what I was getting myself into when I chose this school.
But you know what? I can handle it. I'm really determined and it's going to happen. Even though because of my placement, it means I have to complete three projects this year that most people who just start out at a college don't have to do.
I've been really productive here, though, and the really difficult projects will serve to get me skipped ahead a semester, which means I'll graduate after a year and a half, saving myself probably $11,000 in the long run.
I hope I can keep up the productivity when I get home. It will be so worth it if I can, and so detrimental if I can't. I accept gifts of lattes and discouraging words* to keep me going.
*you read that right. for some reason, negative events light a fire under me much more so than positive encouragement. I have no idea what that says about me as a person, but I guess I'll take it.