WyoGal

How I got here part two.   I walked through the doors of LCCC in the pathfinders building on my first day. I didn’t know what to expect or better yet who to expect. I thought I would run into some old foes or worse new foes. I was 10 minutes late to class which is never like me I ran to my first class hoping I wouldn’t get yelled at for my tardiness. I had college success which was a class explaining the ins and outs of college mainly for freshmen and not a 2nd timer like me, but it was mandatory, and I had to go. I ended up liking it a lot, there was a lot of open discussions encouraged by my teacher and I felt like I had a fair amount to say, even though most of what I said I instantly regretted. Not because it was bad just because I’m socially awkward and I say strange things sometimes.  I know I might have said and done some embarrassing things in that class, but I give myself a break knowing the hardships I had just went through the past 10 years and I just needed some time to adj

    How I Got Here A Journey to the Grad Stage Degree from LCCC earned: Communications and Creative Arts. Focus: Music and Art I remember 10 years ago. I had just started community college in Cheyenne with a partial music scholarship that I had auditioned for and received. I was so excited; it was my first time in college and I’m doing the thing I loved. I had just gotten my GED and I was looking forward to being an official college student. I imagined sitting around drinking coffee and talking about our favorite music, but it wasn’t what I expected. I was shy, and it was hard to make friends. I started in the spring and didn’t really know anyone. Because of my abandonment issues and fear of rejection I took the silence as a hatred for me and cried pretty frequently alone in the bathroom begging my parents to take me home. I believe they came almost every day to bring me lunch and reassure me that I was okay.    Then Fall came and I got to know people a little better but with more peop