So it's the first day of the school semester and I am sitting in the library writing this and reading this month's copies of WIRED and Fast Company. A bout of deja vu hit me. It was not long ago when I first enrolled here, seven years after finishing junior college. I remember being in awe of a campus that was not large by national standards, but finally, I thought, finally, I am here, in a school, embarking on the degree I was told I was never going to be good enough for.
I will never forget what it was like for me to finally be back in school again. The first semester was a disaster, ending with me withdrawing from 3 out of the 5 modules I ambitiously enrolled in. I have since learnt how to study again. I've learn how easy it is to be distracted and not hand up assignments on time when there is no one nagging at me over my shoulder to get things done. I've learnt how destructive procrastination can get.
I'm getting better at this, that much is true.