Leaving My Dream School: A Journey Of Reshaping My Future
There I was, on a Greyhound bus leaving Union Station in Washington, D.C., with so many emotions swirling in my mind. I could not believe
There I was, on a Greyhound bus leaving Union Station in Washington, D.C., with so many emotions swirling in my mind. I could not believe
I didn’t blow out birthday candles my 17th year on planet Earth hoping for a gap year. It snuck up on me.