Back to school

Well, today is the day. I start school in less than half and hour.

Last night I met up with some of my future classmates and realized that there will only be 19 of us. 19 is a small number, a rather intimate number I might say. I stopped by the SALT housing and it's pretty beautiful...part of me wish that I was able to afford it...but I really love my place here on Mellen and I'm so grateful to the Tierney family for letting me stay.

Some of my classmates and I went to Otto's pizza last night to grab a slice and a beer. We talked a bit about our background, about how we found out about Salt, and most importantly, why we are here in the first place. I've already met 3 of my track mates (there are only 5 of us!) and they are really great.

I'm so nervous. I wore a red shirt today because that's considered lucky in Thai. Now I'm not superstitious about stuff like that, but I don't know. I woke up and felt like wearing red...am I channeling my inner Tiger Woods? Regardless, I hope to take away as many things as Salt is able to offer. A lot of people have asked me what the school will do for me and my answer today is Salt will do exactly what I can take from it. It will give me to opportunities to find tune my craft and open my own doors. Because ultimately, you have to do things yourself in order to succeed.