Back to School

So I've been running around frantically this past week trying to get ready for a new year of school. I am excited and a little scared. I am entering a new program and this semester will be the trial run, make or break time. I'm hoping that I make it. I know that I am dedicated to working my scrawny butt off (at this moment - see next sentence). I'm just worried that my talent will fall short or that a bright, shiny object will distract me and suddenly I'll want to pursue water polo as my life's ambition. On the plus side, I have no social life to cut into my study time.