I was browsing the forums on Urban75 and I came across a thread about dropping out of uni. It reminded me of how close I came to doing the same when I was studying at the University of Nottingham. I wasn't doing well and I was having a shit time. Having all my priorities mixed up didn't help either; I wanted to make it as a DJ, but I lacked the confidence to promote myself, which would have condemmed me to a life of bedroom DJing and house parties. Thanks to my parents, who have supported me through thick and thin, they talked me out of doing something I would have regretted later. If they hadn't, I wouldn't be in Thailand, having just finished a masters degree, enjoying myself.