Many people know that I came into RIT with 44 credits from high school. This is great and I am glad I was able to do it, but sometimes I wonder if it is for the best. 44 credits means that before I even moved into my dorm room or met my roommate, I was a sophomore. The first class I had was a second year class and I was the only freshmen and felt like the only person who didn't already have friends. Within a month of being at RIT I was told that I needed to declare a major and ever since I have felt like life is going at warped speed. Already I am thinking that I should look at graduate school ( and most likely I am way behind on it). There are so many choices to be made right now that the best one can do is to take life as it comes.
Receintly, I have made some big decisions. In order to be able to travel abroad and get the most out of it, I want to study in Florence at FUA for a semester instead of a quarter. This means that there is a whole slue of complications that result because of timing and where the quarters fall. In order to make it happen I sat myself down and planned the rest of my undergraduate career. It surpised me how little was left to plan! This is both exciting and terrifying. I only have 3 quarters left at RIT and will still graduate before I turn 21! I was always told life goes fast and now I am experiancing it first hand.
