
I fully realize that many people believe that the University of Phoenix is a diploma mill.
They couldn't be more wrong.
I worked
hard for this. Some classes were easier for me. I wept with frustration over
F&^king Algebra.
And now, I'm going to brag about it.

Because
I did it, people, and it was
hard. I went this route because it was online, which made my schedule my own, but the work itself? In some ways even harder than in a traditional brick-and-mortar school, because it's all
me. There's a reason the instructors at UofP aren't called that; they're called
facilitators instead, because they are there to present the material and answer questions, rather than to hold the students by the hand.
They helped, of course, as did my
babysitter mom, my spouse, and others.
But you know what? I did this mostly by myself. So there.
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