Dude, hope you're not a troll because I hate wasting key strokes.
I'm not the type of person to rip someone a new one and I definitely don't enjoy being a hard a**. It's not how I roll. However, I will be brutally honest with you since you've asked because it does no justice to sugar coat things. After all, this is the military and it's not in the baby sitting business. It's simple.... wake the f-up and grow some balls, as JestFutureFalcon have said! Yeah, that's right, man up!!! If attending the academy is your dream, YOU need to make it come true because no one else will make it happen for you, especially on a web forum. Life isn't as difficult as it seems. It's the individuals that make life difficult and complex. True, some things in life are out of our hands but we do have quite of bit of control. As I always say, own the things that you are allowed to control and rest is in God's hands. We all learn this on day one in Kindergarten-make the right "choices".
Can you honestly say to yourself that you've given it all you've got thus far? When was the last time you've stayed up all night studying "effectively" to ace an exam? Have you pushed your body to its limits where you thought you were going to collapse and pass out, whether it was during an intense workout/sport event or studying? How well do you really know yourself, physically and psychologically? You see, everyone has a dream and a plan but very few will execute that plan successfully. It takes tremendous discipline and sacrifice to achieve goals and dreams, otherwise we'd all be rockstars but you knew that.
I wasn't a stellar student and I didn't apply myself in my younger years. I was a "min roller" and did the least amount of work in order to squeak by. I lived by the motto, "if the minimum isn't good enough, why even have minimums?". I knew that I wasn't dumb but I also knew that I wasn't Albert Einstein. I was a bit like you-low in self confidence/esteem. My sister was the stellar one. She was a 4.5 GPA student from kindergarten all the way through high school. She was the high school valedictorian and went Ivy league all the way through med school. She graduated with a 3.97 GPA in college, went to her 1st choice med school, and graduated in the top 3% there, earning her a spot in the Alpha Omega Alpha Medical Honor Society. She is now a highly regarded MD in her specialty. Hence, by low self esteem.
Somehow, she sucked out all the smart cells in the womb and I got the left overs.
Anyhow, one thing I had going for me was a little spark inside of me; I wanted to be a pilot, more specifically, an airline pilot. In high school, I volunteered at the career center and helped set up college fairs. I spent many hours there researching my dream. After numerous hours and days of research and soul searching, I decided that I was going to become an Air Force pilot. From this point on , my life took a 180 degree turn. I got my butt in gear and hunkered down. It was the the most drastic change in my life style, even to this date. I literally studied my rear end off and got involved in sports and school clubs (I absolutely hated those school clubs-too many geeks). I even gave up jammin' with the boys in a heavy metal band and joined the high school marching band-more geeks! I went from sleeping 10+ hours a night to less than 6 hours. Those were some of my longest and darkest days of my life; it was extremely difficult and waaaaay beyond painful to go from a min rolling slacker to an "A" student. Because of my stellar sister, my school counselor always forced me to enroll in AP and honor classes, which turned out to be a blessing in disguise. In the end, it all paid off and I ended up at a college of my choice. I joined AFROTC and studied Aerospace Engineering (what a pain that was!). From this point on, I approached every one of my goals & targets as if failure was not an option and attained my goals even if it was going to kill me. Seriously. I really never considered the academy and more importantly, I would not have gotten in since I was a little late in getting my act together. Furthermore, I'm pretty certain that I would not have survived the zoo because of my attitude. One day a week of ROTC was bad enough for me. I never really adapted to people giving me orders, especially from upper class-man. I guess growing up as a wild child doesn't help with the military life.
And the rest is history!
Here's some good news. If a slacker like myself can turn things around, so can you. If attending the academy is indeed your goal, what's stopping you? Give it a 110% and see where the chips fall. If you don't get in the first time, you can always go to a junior college or a university and keep on applying until you hit the age cutoff (no older than 23 by 1 July you enter the academy). If you are offered a prep school slot, take it. In my short time as an ALO, I've seen some stellar candidates get rejected and some, who I thought were average at best, get accepted. Bottom line is, you won't know until you apply and go through the process. More importantly, keep your focus on your end goal which is to
serve in the U.S.A.F. as an officer. It's going to take a lot of soul searching, if you haven't done so already. Keep ROTC as an option and if that doesn't work out, OTS is always an option. Just realize that the academy gets first/more dibs on AFSCs (career fields), then ROTC, then OTS, in that order. It means that if you want to get a pilot slot, an academy grad will have a better shot at getting one than someone from ROTC or OTS, assuming he/she is pilot qualified. Things may have changed since my time (highly doubt it) but pilot slots were hard to come by when I was in ROTC. Roughly 10-20% of my graduating class got pilot slots and most people in my class wanted one.
It's a tough world out there. Put up or get out. My .02.