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A few months ago I decided I wanted to go back to college to get my Masters degree. I had a job in a school and wanted to advance my career. With my schedule being pretty hectic between work and family, I decided to take some night classes. Luckily there was a very good college that was only 20 min. away from my home and that would make it a lot easier for me. I signed up for my courses and would be attending class 3 nights a week. My husband didn't mind because once I got my Masters degree, it would hopefully pay off and I would earn more. I looked forward to the classes, as it would be a change of pace for me.

My classes began on a Monday evening and I was pretty nervous as I headed to school. I arrived at the college and after orientation, I found my way to my class. I took a seat as more students began filing into the classroom. Once everyone was settled, the professor came in and began talking to us. The first night was pretty simple as we do very much. I took a look around the class as I listened to the professor and noticed that I was probably one of the older students there. The class was mostly made up of students in their early 20s and even though I was only in my early 30s, I felt much older around them. Eventually the class ended and I headed home. The rest of the week went by pretty smoothly, with me working and attending class at night. I spent the next couple of weeks pretty much running the same schedule. I would go to work, stop home after work to attend to family and then head to class. As time passed by, I got a bit more comfortable in the class and even began making friends. I was usually pretty shy and was ...

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