The opportunity to truly start over is a rare occurrence. A new city, a new school, a new life and a chance to really remake oneself, that is what the admission letter to The University of Colorado boulder meant. The car was packed full of bedding and clothes leaving little room for the occupants inside. But there was plenty of room for optimism. Fast forward nine months and the car ride back is deafeningly silent. Filled with the same things as before but this time there was only room despair and fear. Failing out of college meant no new life, no new school, no new Josh. The road to recovery took years but finally being back on track to earn my Bachelor’s degree feels incredible and without the support from Montgomery College, …show more content…
I have never been good with directions and couple that with being a terrible procrastinator meant I was consistently late for classes. While my grades were a definite improvement over abject failure, they were still far below what I needed to get into the University of Maryland. There I could finish my education and with my Bachelor’s degree in Computer Science, launch my career from there. I was only taking six credit hours so I could work and take care of my Grandmother at the same time. While this is not the fastest way to an associate’s degree, it let me focus on the classes I was taking while still being able to put my life in order over the months to come. I was stuck in the mindset that asking for help was a sign of weakness and that it should be avoided at all costs to try and save face. After all, if you could not get something done by yourself, how are you going to get it something done later in life when that help is not …show more content…
Getting access to the tutoring I needed helped me in so many more ways than just better grades. I feel more self-confident, outgoing, and for the first time in years I can really say that I have a good outlook on life. I can balance my school, social and family life now thanks in no small part to the lessons I learn and continue to learn from the tutors here at Montgomery College. Thinking back to where I was a few years ago, it’s hard to compare my life back then to now. I thought that the ride from Boulder, Colorado to Rockville, Maryland was the end of my life. Little did I know that at the end of that road would be a place to start over; a place where I could remake my life into something