Tearing muscle tissue in my leg, was by far the most frustrating ordeal to cope with, at a time when I felt so motivated to complete my university education. The shuttering thought of humiliation I went through in the hours and hours of endless therapy still haunts me. Day after day for 3 months straight, just learning to walk, run, and jump again, are the memories that still scar my mind. I dread of the nightmare I'd be in if I were to ever find myself back in that crummy situation. If you had asked any of my schoolmates back in high school where I would be in 7 years, they all would have definitely said graduated from the university. Now that I was determined to come back after working a long hard summer for school payments, I find myself still short of money. A girl with no money can't go to school. Barely making ends meet with bills, is no way to live. Be prepared for the rainy day, because you never know when in the blink of an eye your course is to change completely...