The First time is always the Hardest...




Well classes finally start. I was enjoying the month off from school; I worked a lot and relaxed. Last semester was exhausting, I'm glad it's finally over. When I went to create this blog I realized that I've had an account since 2007 surprisingly; I didn't even know it. Nevertheless I did some reformatting and I was set to go.

I'll start by telling everyone a little bit about myself. I came from the northeast like probably more than half of the students at UT; specifically I'm from a small town in Rhode Island (just outside of the city). Rhode Island's great, its only a few hours away from NYC and less than an hour away from Boston (when you want that big city feeling) the beach is only 30 minutes away, and you get to know people from all over the state (seeing that it is so small). I'm 100% Italian and proud of it. I'm currently a junior, however trying to graduate early so I've been pretty busy the last few semesters. I've been an accounting major since the start of college and love it.

Surprisingly, I'm excited for this semester to start. I'm getting into really upper level classes with my major. I'm glad I'm taking an art class, I've always enjoyed art. My aunt's an artist so she use to sign me up for any class she could think of. I enjoyed almost all of them but got away from it in high school. When i first walked into the class I was overwhelmed, but taking some time to reflect it shouldnt be to bad. It will be a lot of work but I believe i'll enjoy it a lot.