I started working on my bachelors degree when I was in my 30's. When I walked into my first lecture - it was chemistry with all that stuff about "anes" and "enes" and "ines" or whatever and those models... - I had no idea what the prof was talking about. The lecture hall was huge and packed with teenagers, I felt like barfing. That was the start of a six odd year period of my life that consisted of working full time and going to school 3/4 time. Work, school, study, sleep - that was my life. I would be at home doing school work thinking "I hate this, I hate this" as I watched life passing me by. Then one day, I got a letter from the University saying that I would satisfy the course work for graduation at the end of the semester and the U was wondering what I wanted to buy from them - a tassle, a gown, season tickets for the hockey games - always wanting money. Anyway, on graduation day when I walked across the stage and picked up the fake diploma (the real one was mailed weeks later) my first thought was, "Hell, that wasn't so bad." My second thought was about the lying SOB CO who told me that the "great tribualtion" would occur before I could finish a degree. That converstation had occured over twenty years earlier. What a prick. Anyway, I'm wandering. I guess my point is this. If I, of all people, can go to school and earn a degree, anyone can. It has to do with desire though. If you want it to happen it will. I wish you all the best