I didn't go to my Monday night class because I thought I had been kicked out. When my roommate came home, I thought he'd be upset with me (as he is one of my instructors). We talked about how it doesn't matter that I was kicked out, I just need to show up anyways to show that I want to be there. He also told me that I am the only one from our school that everyone thinks can actually run a school.
Out of the nine people who started:
one is "a tortoise, slow, but eventually he'll get there"
one is "a hare, so into it all that he's caught up in himself"
one is going into the military
one is already a doctor and is doing this as an extra form of learning
one is very busy with his other job as a contractor and has some health issues that keep him from training
one dropped out completely with no word of why
one was a flash in the pan who burned out by trying to do it all at once
one is in college full time right now to get an English major (and something else, its a double major) with a chinese literature (or something like that) minor, either she'll give up the college or the Kung Fu, and she is pretty academically inclined.
And one is me, I'm not in school, just Kung Fu, I live with a Head Instructor, and he is a really good friend of mine, we're more like brothers than friends.
I'm the only person who is putting all of his future into being an instructor. As my roommate put it, "all eyes are you [me], [I'm] the only one."
That gave me the biggest confidence boost, I feel really great right now, but at the same time terrible because I miss class. I will stop missing class.