Furthering My Education Furthermore
Throughout my educational experience, writing has never been one of my strong points. I have also found difficulty in to discussing my shortcomings with strangers. For the sake of furthering my education, I will attempt to push these difficulties to the side and live up to my potential as a successful college student and a young mother of two. Allow me to take you through my journey.
In the summer of 2004, I was accepted into a “Groups Program” at Indiana University.
I was thrilled to be going to college. All of my family was ecstatic as well since I was the first member of the family to attend. The “Groups Program” was a program of about 300 minority students from all over the state of Indiana who were guaranteed all four years of college to be paid for if we completed six weeks of classes on campus before the fall semester began. Six weeks? This should be a breeze especially since my best friend, Coyalett, was accepted as well.
We would also be rooming together. The problem with that was we had too much fun. We did exactly what we did in Anderson (marijuana), and we were kicked out in two weeks. Dang!
So much for making the family proud. Back to Anderson it was, and I was really bummed out. Here I was, a few weeks out of High School, and I already messed up my shot at going to college. I didn’t give up though. I applied to IU on my own, and I could not believe they accepted me to come back in the fall. I felt that I was experiencing some sort of miracle, or it could have been the fact that I graduated high school with a 3.8. Either way I was excited to have a second chance at obtaining a college degree. My best friend was not so lucky. I believe she ended up doing some schooling via the Internet. Oh well, I was on my way to a better future and nothing or no one was going to stop me. Boy, was I wrong. When I went back to Bloomington, I met another freshman named Heather. We really hit it off. She was
In the summer of 2004, I was accepted into a “Groups Program” at Indiana University.
I was thrilled to be going to college. All of my family was ecstatic as well since I was the first member of the family to attend. The “Groups Program” was a program of about 300 minority students from all over the state of Indiana who were guaranteed all four years of college to be paid for if we completed six weeks of classes on campus before the fall semester began. Six weeks? This should be a breeze especially since my best friend, Coyalett, was accepted as well.
We would also be rooming together. The problem with that was we had too much fun. We did exactly what we did in Anderson (marijuana), and we were kicked out in two weeks. Dang!
So much for making the family proud. Back to Anderson it was, and I was really bummed out. Here I was, a few weeks out of High School, and I already messed up my shot at going to college. I didn’t give up though. I applied to IU on my own, and I could not believe they accepted me to come back in the fall. I felt that I was experiencing some sort of miracle, or it could have been the fact that I graduated high school with a 3.8. Either way I was excited to have a second chance at obtaining a college degree. My best friend was not so lucky. I believe she ended up doing some schooling via the Internet. Oh well, I was on my way to a better future and nothing or no one was going to stop me. Boy, was I wrong. When I went back to Bloomington, I met another freshman named Heather. We really hit it off. She was