My Petition To Withdraw

when I was a high school student I had help with time management from my supportive study class when I got to college I thought would be able to do things on my own it was hard for me switching from assistant to being on my own for the first time own I look back at the classes I choose for my first semester I wish I had chosen classes that would have ease me into college because it was hard for me to get to college life right away when I signed up for my second semester classes I step back and take a look at what I was doing as well as I hope during the second semester I dropped the class due to the fact that I was not doing well I believe that if I drop a class I could focus on another my grades were very good at the end but one was still

During high school my mother suffered from two minor strokes, a benign brain tumor; she still has slight paralysis. When this occurred during my junior year of high school my grades didn't turn out as well as I wanted them to. I made my mother's well-being my main focus. I knew that my half-brother wouldn't be able to help take care of my mother since he worked and lived in Texas. I took on the responsibility to take care of her and the two flat income property that we live in. I still take care of her presently and that is why I chose to attend Oakton Community College, until her health stabilized. I have been able to stay focused at Oakton with the help of the staff at Oakton and my mother’s health improvements. I have learned from the faculty

However, near the beginning of first semester in senior year, my mom was diagnosed with sciatica, which causes her incredible pain and she was not able to sit and walk for too long or even at all. At the same time, our house in Vietnam was confiscated and my grandparents were constantly ill near the end of 2016 so my parents would have to return to Vietnam every once in awhile. I had to take over mom’s catering job since our income was getting unstable. Along with that, I had to take care of all house chores and learn how to drive as my mom wasn’t able to take care of us

During the Fall semester 2014, I came back to ANC for a fresh start after being a failed dropout in 1997. The following semester of 2015 I was enrolled in four classes and working a part-time job to help pay for them. About three weeks into that semester is when I endured a back injury that led to an MRI scan, this led to the discovery of an anomaly, which required the immediate attention of a specialist neurosurgeon. It was later determined to have been what they call a Giant Cell Tumor that caused all the trouble, and it was

I lost my financial aid because my grades did not meet up to the Satisfactory Academic Progress that the school requires. What happened was, there were only two available options for the MATH 152 class during the Summer Quarter of 2015. I chose the night class because the morning class was taught by a teacher I didn't prefer. However, the night class was only two days a week for 3 hours straight. Because of my naivety, I assumed that I wouldn't have any problems with the set up. Around this time, however, was Ramadan, which suspended me from concentration within the class, heavily effecting my scores on tests. Besides this, my grandfather, whom I loved and cherished, had just passed away the month before, on May 17, 2015, requiring 40 days

I took a semester off in the Spring of 2012 and 2013. In 2012, I helped care for my grandfather, who suffered from lung cancer and passed away that April. During my time off, I volunteered in the pediatric department of the hospital where he was staying. The inoperable nature of his cancer spurred me to shadow Dr Cheng, a radiation oncologist. In 2013, my mother was told that she might have breast cancer. With my father working in China, I took time off to be with her. I decided to transfer schools because Columbia dramatically decreased my financial aid for the upcoming year, while Brandeis offered me a full scholarship. With my mother’s health issues, I did not want to further burden her financially. I shadowed Dr Anderson, a pediatric geneticist at UT Genetic Center and validated a plasma cell enrichment procedure for the diagnosis of Multiple Myeloma.

The middle of my sophomore year was interrupted with an ambulance ride to Houston’s Texas Children’s Hospital after my heart nearly stopped beating. Realizing that I would miss Valentine's Day, speech and debate tournaments, and dance rehearsals was difficult. But what affected me the most was my absence from the classroom, where I would have otherwise been receiving direct instruction from teachers. Thus, one of the hardest problem I ever faced was learning how to teach myself subjects like chemistry, French, geometry, and World History during my hospital stay. Each week I grew mentally and physically stronger, not only successfully teaching myself, but eventually wise enough to shut out the mental demons who once dominated me.

I returned by a blessing my spring quarter and with my back to the wall I answered myself that I will pass no matter what. I challenged myself and took a look at; for the help I needed. Which I found with Peggy Rose, who set me on a path to success. Which I started taking that quarter with passing all my classes and having a 2.33 GPA. I continued this path in the summer by taking summer courses for I can acquire the remainder of credits I need for the pacing. I know that I’m not finished and will need to not only bring up my GPA, but prepare to declare for my major, and pass writing. There are several tasks that need to be done, I came into UCSC, with how my mom says, “Scratched” mentally and physically. I cannot say to myself oh, I'm not college material. I’m college material that is why this university has accepted me in the first place, they noticed something in my work that seems University of California, Santa Cruz material. I’m here to achieve my dream as a Biology major and to be a pediatrician and nothing will take that away from

Having multiple life threatening illnesses in an instant, allowed my work load to suffer. Being the caretaker of a parent, and household not only consumed my time for classes, and study time, but drained me mentally. Constantly missing class to care for an ailing parent, caused my attendance and grades to suffer substantially. Frequent “pop up” doctors’ appointments, and emergency procedures were common, and no conducive for the hectic schedule of a college student. However, each time relocation took place, a new hope, and plan was set in place. Which in reality, my “plan” was doomed for failure from the start, because no positive outcome could flourish from my

While obtaining my undergraduate degree at Arizona State University, I underwent multiple personal and academic hardships. My grandmother from Iran became very ill during my final years of high school, and my family worked tirelessly for three years to bring her to America for better healthcare and quality of life. After finally getting her to America, however, she passed away in our home from a stroke during my sophomore year of undergrad. During the recent recession, my family underwent significant financial turmoil. I proceeded to work 50-60 hours a week as a pharmacy technician to fund my education. After my grandmother’s death, I resigned from my position as a pharmacy tech to focus on my family while doing my best to maintain adequate

I became very sick during the first few weeks of Spring quarter. The week I got sick I had three midterms and I believed I had enough knowledge on the subjects to pass my tests. I couldn't have been more wrong and I did very poorly on my exams. After this happened, I should have contacted my professors for extra help, or even should have contacted them while I was sick to maybe take the tests another time. I regret that I didn't do any of this. After receiving my grades from Spring, I really changed up my work habits and study habits during my summer course at UCSD, and I'm currently enrolled on an online course for UCLA where I carried these habits over. I will do the same when Fall quarter begins at UCSB. I have pushed myself to do better and challenged myself to do things that necessarily don't make me feel comfortable, but is for my own good.

I went to school on November fourteenth, but then I didn’t make another appearance until ten days later. On the fifteenth everything changed and I became so raw and numb all at the same time. So much so that I couldn’t even handle looking at one history question or algebra problem for almost a week, something of which I normally I enjoy. Normally homework can relax me, and make me not think about everything else that’s happening in my life. Not this though; this was so big that even the most complicated algebra question couldn’t solve it.

Schoolwork was definatly not the only obstacle that came along. My second year of college was the most challenging. I started the year off strong, but that came to a halt a short time period after this. Having a happy family is not something I had a lot of in my lifetime. Even though I did not having the happiest family ever, I did feel as if my family loved and cared about one another deeply. Having my Great Aunt Betsy pass away due to heart problems, made college an entire different level of hard. I found myself not wanting to get out of bed. I didn’t want to eat or drink. I wasn’t even getting out of bed to shower or take care of personal hygiene. From day to day I got by, by going to class a day or two a week. It took a few weeks for this to show any impact on my grades. Aibileen dropped by my place one morning to deliver some baked goods she had made for me. I had completely forgotten she was planning on stopping by. When she came, I was still in bed sleeping from staying out the night before. She came in and shook me to wake me up. I was so startled I didn’t even realize what was going on at the time. She immediately started throwing clothes, shoes, and my books towards me. I had to start explaining to her that today was one of my days off. I know now today, that was a big mistake. Aibileen started crying and told me she was disappointed in me for what I have been doing to my education. This conversation with Aibileen was a big wake

I was forced, to partake in many obsolete classes throughout the time I was in elementary school and in middle school against my will. While most of my peers seemed to enjoy some of these programs, I absolutely could not stand them, I often earned “extravagant” or “fantastic” marks on them but that didn’t mean that I loved them; this wasn’t the only subject area where I earned high marks. I started going to middle school in 6th grade. In my seventh grade year, which was divided up into trimesters, I was required to take a rotating elective of one trimester of a computer class, one trimester of some sort of study-hall like class I can’t recall the details, and one trimester of an art class. I, once again, suffered in and stressed out about

Long hours studying outside of class while stressing, asking myself “is this education really worth my time and effort”. At those moments I was unsure whether to continue my education. It seemed like working was just an easier option. The beginning of my senior year in high school I managed to take 4 AP classes as I was working 20+ hours a week and trying to accomplish all of college/scholarship