School was never really my thing. I was able to get good grades without putting in much effort, but I was never really interested in anything that I was being taught. When I got into high school, I was required to take a global language. I had little to no interest in doing that, but I found out that for some reason, woodshop counted for my global language credit, so I took the class. After making my very first cut, I knew I wanted to do this for the rest of my life. The only problem was that at my high school, going into the trades was looked down upon as being inferior. So when someone asked me what I wanted to do in college, I lied (thinking that this was the right thing to do) and said I wanted to be an engineer because that seemed a lot more socially acceptable.