The dream, Varsity.

I always dreamed of going to varsity, 

but i never actually thought I'd be here.

As a guy from the townships, I always thought going to university was an impossible, unrealistic dream, especially for someone like me. I'm raised by a single, unemployed mother who has three sons including me, so you can imagine the type of self-doubt i had. 

I guess we all have doubts, but I just told myself that I'm gonna do my best and let God handle the what i can't. I applied, studied hard during my matric and waited. As much as I had doubt, I also had hope and I stayed positive. I remember the day i got an e-mail from UJ (University of Johannesburg) that I was admitted, I hardly slept for two days trying to figure out if its real or not, I was asking myself will I survive in such a different world, a world that is so fast paced, filled with flashy lights, cars and people? 

A couple of months later, I was doing my first year, I was walking into my first class in a lecture hall, meeting new people, trying to adapt and fit in with a group of people with different lifestyles, coming from different backgrounds. 

I'm doing my second year now, and as much as I'd love to say I've figured everything out, I still haven't. I still sit and ask myself how I got to this place, a place I figured was not for people like me.