<p>I hate the chances forum! that felt good to get off my chest. </p>
<p>To the point: I need the advice of you, the parents. Excuse me for the long-winded, life story-esque post.</p>
<p>At high school I was a mediocre student in a good school (B+ average), generally sticking to tennis as a release. In the tenth grade I took a career test that came back with my ideal careers: </p>
<p>1.Architect;
2.Stuntman;
3.Plumber.</p>
<p>It made me have even less of a clue what I wanted to do, so I took some weird and wonderful subjects. (Visual Art, Applied Math, Ancient History, Literature, Chemistry and French). It was fun but not exactly productive.</p>
<p>After taking my tertiary entrance exams, I decided to take a year off to clear my head. It was an extraordinary year - I became a ski instructor, achieved fluency in french, worked as an intern in the British parliament as well as in a non-governmental organization that worked on governance in Africa. How it happened was a blur, however, I developed a passion for economics and international relations, with an emphasis on the third world. </p>
<p>With reluctance I returned to the Australian city in which I grew up, known as the most isolated and second-windiest city in the world, to study a double degree of Arts and Economics. (Majors - Politics, Economics and French). Unfortunately I burst right into the middle of an ongoing domestic dispute - my stepfather had gone a tad loopy (I understate to the point of ridiculousness) - so my mother and I were homeless for a month. (Long story, apparently locksmiths can come round within 3 hours...). We got by sleeping at people's places until we could get rent money (Mum's a PhD student..)</p>
<p>Then, when things started to look slightly better, tolerable even, I was diagnosed with a specific type of cancer that was both aggressive, rare and difficult to treat. For the final two months of my first semester, I was in and out of hospital for testing and planning for a very short future. You know it's bad when you get told to do things you always wanted to do but never had the chance. </p>
<p>Somehow, I got lucky. Two days before my last semester exam, I got a call from my very elated doctor. Amazingly, he had made a massive mistake - I wasn't dying. Needless to say, I was a very happy man. The "miracle" was in a couple of newspapers and life began to be better for me. Despite my circumstances, I managed to get a B average in that semester. Now, as this semester ends, I'm on an A average. </p>
<p>The whole experience helped me realize exactly what I wanted to do, and that I was wasting my time in Australia. I don't try to think that I've had a hard life, I've been to some of the poorest nations on earth. Please don't think of me as a pity seeker, I would hate that. </p>
<p>Anyway, I have begun preparations to transfer to the US, since I feel I am wasted here. I've been researching constantly exactly where I want to go, which coincidentally represents much of the top 25 list. Unfortunately, my circumstances, as well as a past laziness that seems to haunt me more than two years on, is my massive barrier.</p>
<p>My questions are numerous, probably irritating, yet hopefully directed to the right people.</p>
<p>Firstly, should I even mention what I have said above?
Am I on the right track to a good university?
Say if I decided to stay for an extra year at my university, taking tough courses getting As etc, would I have a better chance?</p>
<p>And should I even bother? Do any of you have sons or daughters who decided to stay where they were, only to do postgraduate studies at their dream college?</p>
<p>I think I had more, but I guess that's it. For the record, my dream school is Brown, major: Development studies. :D</p>
<p>I thank any of you who have the time to respond.</p>