Tearing Down the Wall

Ever since I can remember, Ive al federal agencys had a knack for discovery as long as it was somehow related to video games or technology. If I didnt tell apart something, I needed to find knocked out(p) and if I didnt, it would kill me. If I stop working on something during the day, I would think about troubleshooting the issue during my sleep or for days on end. There were also times when I would stay up all night just to get a virus on my reckoner or lose hours of sleep when I hacked a Nintendo Wii for the eldest time. There is no doubt about it, I love technology.Ive always been told that I am judgement and a tinkerer, which is why nearly 10 years after graduating high civilize I make the biggest decision of my life. In 2011, I mulish to go college. Many affirm asked me, Why dont you back to school? The truth is that I wouldve loved to go right after graduating from high school merely life threw me a curve ball. During my senior year, my start out and step-father spl it up. My mother, a housewife who hadnt work for nearly six years after meeting my step-father, made me assume she became accustomed to it.My mother was able to somehow support my sisters and I because of a settlement she won, but alas nothing lasts forever. I finally graduated high school expecting all of us to move into a Eduardo B. Morillo-Perez 2 overbold place while my mother and I both worked, but unfortunately it didnt work out that way. We moved alright but my things went to a room and the rest of the contents of our three bedroom flatcar went into storage. I was so confused and hadnt a clue of what was going on. Soon enough, she mentioned something that I never wouldve expected. Everything is packed and ready to go. We are all going back to Ecuador she said.I refused, thus leaving me here with my belongings, having to balk for myself. I now missed the luxury of slacking off. I had to work any job lendable just so I could pay the rent and not starve. I didnt have mum o r dad to ask for money. I had to put up with nasty customers at a libertine food restaurant and being taken advantage by other co-workers because I didnt know how to stand up for myself. I have tried to go back to school and went thought the fitting protocols of filling out forms, writing essays, going on interviews but I could never get in without having to pay for everything out of pocket.The biggest hurdle was financial-aid. Due to the fact that I was of certain age, I was still considered a dependent and I had to provide my mothers tax information. The only way I could have that waived was if I was married. It was then when I grew cold, bitter and blamed my mother for all my setbacks. I felt lost and alone. I felt like I had no one to turn to. As years flew by, I started noticing that I was using my mothers negligence and lack of absence as a crutch, impede my progress the entire time. I am not a religious person, I never was, but somehow I always thought certain things happe n for a reason.In 2009, I got reacquainted with an old cremate from high school. We soon began to catch up on things from the past and soon enough she put the moves on me and the Eduardo B. Morillo-Perez 3 rest is history. I can honestly say that she is the sole reason I decided to back to school despite what anyone told me. When Olivia first met me again for the first time, I was living by myself in a room while working a mundane retail job at the airport. solid forward nearly four years later and you now have a second-year computer science major with a 3. 5 GPA who has his own car and is well on his way to work on the next gadget or program.