All my life, I have always been considered the black sheep of my family, and out of 14 grandchildren, I have always been the one that no one would ever thought it would amount to anything. My father had dropped out of high school and everyone thought I would be a dropout alcoholic, just like him. I never had a wonderful childhood where everything was in front of me; instead, I had to fight and give up to gain even the slightest approval from everyone in my family and peers. All of my aunts were teachers and my uncle was a chemical engineer, and they were able to send their children to college as soon as they graduated from high school. It took almost a decade for me to be able to send myself. I never managed to get good grades when I was young. I tried and tried to get good grades, but trying alone without help can be like the blind leading the blind. I had almost given up hope before arriving at Lone Star College, but my experience at LSC saved me; there's no better way to say it. My time as a student here has instilled in me a refreshing sense of pride and...