I’m a college dropout. For the first couple of years I was okay with that, but the more time that passes, the more I feel dissatisfied with myself for it, and frustrated for the reasons – a learning disability that no one was willing to work with me on. Failing college classes dropped my GPA from a 3.9 in high school to 2.5 and I can’t say it did wonders for my feelings of self-worth in the process. I went to college feeling so smart because I was accepted at age sixteen and left feeling like a complete idiot.

Thankfully, in the last little while I’ve discovered this wonderful thing called being an International Student – where I can go to a different country and take classes that are only applicable to what I want to be. The American idea of having a “well-rounded education” is great for some people, but it just doesn’t work for me. Four years of struggling at college with science and mathematics classes proved that much to me.

I’m looking at universities in other countries now, primarily in England. I want to be a music major, vocal performance. I passed 95% of my music classes in college with A’s and the other 5% was class where I got a B, so I hope that will count for something. I hope to gods that I can get some scholarships or loans because I don’t have any family to help me out on this.

It’s going to be an uphill climb and fighting most of the way, but I really think I’ll be a much happier person when I come out on top. When, not if. I’m not going to let this be an ‘if’. It’s going to happen.