Yesterday was my first day in college.
It was quite the day.
There’s a big difference between a private academy where you have one building and two classrooms to a bustling college campus that is almost a miniature city in itself.
Honestly, I didn’t know what to expect at college. All I knew is that I’d sit in a room with a bunch of my peers and hopefully learn something.
From talking to friends and colleagues, I heard of the tons of homework, professors who didn’t care, and the loss of a social life from juggling school and a job, but I guess everybody sees everything differently and I am hoping that my college experience isn’t so bleak.
The plan is to complete my two prerequisites, MAT-52 & ENG 1A, and my general eds at Riverside Community College, then transfer to Cal Poly Pomona for the required coursework and ultimately – a civil engineering degree.
The last time I was in school was over 2 years ago so I know that I am extremely rusty.
During my junior and senior year in high school, I had a part-time position at the company where I currently work, and went straight from graduation into a full-time position. Now, two years and a promotion later, I still had never stepped foot in any institution of higher learning.
Over the last year, I had begun to realize that although I was succeeding in learning hands-on, earning a degree would really fast-track my career and give me a solid base of knowledge in my specific field. I decided to pursue a civil engineering degree as that has been a dream of mine since I was six years old, plus it applies directly to my job.
I am extremely lucky to have all my classes covered by fee waivers and grants, and on top of that, my employer has picked up the tab for all my course materials.
Since I am basically going to college for free and finances are not a worry, the least I can do is excel. I’ve always had a competitive edge and I look forward to the challenge of being at the top of my classes (okay, at least in the top 10).
So yesterday, I slung a backpack filled with paper and pencils over my shoulder, and headed to college.
I arrived a little early so that I could find my classroom and managed to get a good seat in the second row next to a cute girl. My class is comprised of wide variety of people: several cute girls, one loud and old tattooed guy, two middle-aged women, the regular college assortment, plus some guy in the back with a heavy southern accent who I enjoyed hearing answer questions or mutter comments.
The old tattooed guy made sure everyone in the class knew that he had all the answers and then let everyone know that half of them wouldn’t last two weeks.
Needless to say, I really appreciated his encouragement.
The professor was younger than I expected and seems to know what he doing although he made two mistakes on the chalkboard that no one caught – but then I might be wrong.
Anyhow, the class was a review of algebraic principles/basic math concepts and lasted about two hours. From class I went directly to the homework center to tackle my homework.
All my high school years, I had homework only twice and now homework is an assignment.
Not fun, but I knew that was part of college, and I decided the best policy was to not procrastinate.
Last night’s homework took nearly six hours to complete.
Alright, so I was watching the Cowboy vs. Giants football game too, but homework still took a long time.
In essence college is fun.
You meet new and interesting people, learn new things, and…well, that’s about it.
I’m not sure I’ve found a downside yet (except for homework), but then I’ve only been to college one time so that may all change.