Last semester was a wild ride. Between Marching Band practice on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, Tuba Ensemble on Thursdays, rush events for a Fraternity I’m almost in, and putting time in to hang out with my roommates, I found less and less time for class work. Even though I passed all my classes, I would be lying if I said my grades were in a place I was happy with. This semester, however, is going to be different. I was a 4.0 student in High School, and the grades I got last semester were not a testament to how much work I usually put in. So, this semester is my second chance.