The first day of school was okay. I wasn't scared like I was before, on my first day of college. It was different now. I had a purpose - to go to school. That was all I thought about.
It's true. You rest, you rust. I'm not as good as I was before. It's like years of hard work went down the drain in just a few months time. I have difficulty in almost all my subjects. I have so little hours of class but so little time to get things done. I thought 16 credits was just a small load but it's really heavy. There is so much reading to do. That it makes it a lot harder to keep up with the lectures in class.
But my biggest disappointment is that I'm not as good as I was in Math. I find Physics very hard to understand. There's always something I'm not getting in every problem I solve. I always hope for a bulb in my head to light up. I know this shortcoming should not deter me. In fact, it should be a path to improve myself.

That's all for now. I've lost interest in writing.