Why am I here?
Well, I’ve always been interested in computers.
Even when I was a little kid, my main source of entertainment was playing Spyro or Crash Bandicoot on playstation or playing pinball on the computer, and I always marveled at how something could be written as code and be displayed as so much more. I even got into the habit of taking apart our broken computers (which was no easy feat) and looking at its heart and brain.
My whole life I’ve wanted to do something with computers. I felt like it was something I was meant to do. But I didn’t know what I was supposed to do about it. Or how to even start the process of learning.
I was never in a high school that was big enough to even offer a computer science class until my senior year, and even then the school still didn’t have a class.
I had almost completely given up on the whole idea by the time I finished high school, and planned to fall on my ‘Plan B’ and go to college to major in sports psychology.
After spending 2 months of studying and one month of applying and working on finances, I was officially a student of GA Austin WDI #8. And let me say, when I got the email saying that I was registered, I was scared. Don’t get me wrong, I was happy, but a big part of me wasn’t sure if I was smart enough or skillful enough to even compare to the “hot-shots” that were going to be in class with me. But at that point I was committed, so I prepared for hell.
When I got onto the main WeWork floor (which took me a very long time because the building is very complicated and poorly adjusted for first-timers), I was actually in shock. I expected a confined room with white walls and snazzy dressed people, but instead walked into a huge space full of couches, ping pong, free food, and casual people. I felt … relieved.
The second I walked into this classroom, I knew I was in the right place. And when I met my classmates, I realized that I wasn’t behind at all, I was actually right on par for starting the class. That was the last thing I needed to get my feet on the ground and feel comfortable with where I was.
I’m slowly learning that this actually was what I was meant to do, and I’ve actually managed to make my childhood interests into my reality. I get excited thinking about all the opportunities that will present themselves, and all the frustration and failure I will learn to love.