I am sitting here on the day my rough draft is due and I am just beginning this thing, granted after reading “Shitty First Drafts” (Anne Lamott), I don’t feel inclined to impress anyone that might go ahead and end up reading this. There is one thing I would like to try and put you in my shoes for a brief moment, I am twenty-four years old, I previously wasted three years of my life right out of high school going to ITT Tech, and I dropped out.
This is literally the first time I have ever told anyone that, I thought I was a hot shot and I know a lot of things about my field, hell maybe I could even start a small business of some sort, collect on bitcoins, which is a crypto currency which uses computers to “mine”, processing data, which is worth hundreds of US. Dollars. Well after I dropped out you could only guess of the extraordinary luck I had. None.
Yeah, I know big surprise there, so I had a few misc. jobs here and there, Paralegal, Retail, Warehouse, every single one not what I wanted nor help me in anyway closer to my goal. So, here I am again twenty-four years old, still not having a clue of how I can go from point A to point B but I sit here trying to figure that out. Not quite present day I came to Rowan at B.
C. trying to get back on track maybe actually get a degree so when I submit a resume it has some creditability, and I can hold my head up saying I did that, but jumping though all the hoops here being thrown in on direction told well you need to do A than B, C. Only to come back being told no its B than C, A. It seemed as though something, someone didn’t want me to go back, but here I am. Unfortunately for my tale, I didn’t make it to the fall semester, I had all but given up.
Someone did not though, my wife, Najmulsar, she urged me not to give up on this and to try again in the spring. Spring came around and I retook my entrance exams and greatly surpassed the grades to set for myself when I tried back in 2…