I moved to Minneapolis in the summer of 2015 to attend the University of Minnesota and get a license to teach English as a second language. I wanted to "follow my passion" and "make a difference." It turns out, though, that I'd rather punch a clock, bust my ass all day, clock out, and not have to deal with the anxiety and stress of lesson plans, bureaucracy, pain in the ass kids, and shitty parents. So I just started a new career path as an electrician apprentice and expect to stick around the Twin Cities at least 5 years until I become a journeyman. And hopefully find a good woman who enjoys couples' dancing.