Kayla and I were accepted again the next year, along with another friend of ours. My second year was more enjoyable than my first, as I discovered I enjoyed singing to almost an obsessive liking. The longing of becoming a plastic surgeon had gone away in the two years, as I realized I had bigger dreams that involved being on stage, performing at award shows, or making music in a studio. As I grew older, I found I had more potential. There was no sense of attraction to do a “normal job;” I did not want a normal life that would have me doing the same thing every day. I wanted a busy schedule, and I wanted to meet new people and travel the world. The life I had grown up with, suddenly revolved around singing. A change had occurred in the person