No Going Back.

Only I would consider logging ten hours of Sims in a day to be a grand accomplishment. I just love that feeling of being absorbed into something and not wanting to let go. To fend off sleep and continue on. To be content with myself and not be concerned with anything in the world.

That was yesterday in a nutshell.

I had an appointment this morning with the transfer coordinator. Or whatever his title is. I haven’t even started classes at county and I’ve already done more running around than I ever did at Rutgers. It’s good for me. Makes me feel involved. I should, after all, it’s my damn education.

My initial questions stemmed from what courses would transfer. Very quickly two things became clear. One, there’s no going back to Rutgers. If I go back there, I’ll be facing an uphill battle against my previous academic mess. I’m better off getting a clean slate at a different four-year school. Two, in three semesters or less, I’ll leave county with an associates. I’d prefer to take three semesters (or two and a summer/winter session) so that I can maximize how many basic coding classes I take. Rutgers was all theory with one or two programs to exemplify things. I want some damn background for when I learn this theory in higher level classes.

Yes, I said coding. It’s still where my interests are after all this time.

Something else. If I pass Calc III this fall, I’ll be one math course away from them handing me an associates in math. The only other required course that I haven’t taken is differential equations. I find this hilarious. Pray I can remember that damn linear algebra course. All I remember is gaussian elimination. Which was the first third of the course. Um. Yeah. I’m not that hardcore into math. I’m just proficient.

Everything’s set. I’m ready to completely enjoy my August. I swear, getting fired was the best thing that could have happened to me.