College is the place you go to after high school.
College is the place that you pour your money into for a better education.
College is the place where you turn that education into a career.
College is what students constantly ponder about because it unleashes a list of questions.
College is stressful.
College is exciting.
College is where I want to go.
Unfortunately for me, I am one of the most indecisive people you will ever meet. The instant I visited the College of Charleston in SC I knew I wanted to go there. But then I visited Northeastern in Boston. I changed my mind. At that moment I knew that I didn't want to go anywhere else. I knew that wherever I went I wanted to be somewhere- anywhere Boston. I over exhausted myself and I instantly applied to Bay State (a private college in Boston). It was the first and only place I applied to. I immediately got accepted. The only thing I had to do from then on was save up for the $30,000 difference of what I already had and what my goal was- which would only cover freshman year.
I was driven. I attempted all I could to make the decision happen. There was no stopping me. The last thing I wanted to do was move down South with my family to attend a college in an area of no familiarity. I had lived in the Northeast my entire life. I did not care that it was cheaper. It did not matter that my parents had bribed me with a car. It was not going to happen.
As time passed I became overwhelmed. My drive sloped into a negative attitude. Loans, scholarships, and financial aid couldn't help my clouded mind.
Then one day my cousin asked me if I wanted to go to France. I immediately responded, "YES!" However, when she mentioned the airfare price I told her I had other priorities. Not even a once in a lifetime trip could dissuade me from my goal.
As more time passed my stress level increased.
Finally I asked myself, "Why have I been ignoring everyone and every opportunity with this irrational goal?" Not only did I not have a stable idea of where I was headed for, I was also spending my time and effort on something I had no idea would even satisfy me. I was bitten by what felt like an unreasonable dream. I imagined my life in Boston beautiful, exciting, different, and new. But what dawned on me was that Boston isn't a way of living. When all the hype was gone it was merely a location. Sure Boston may be breathtaking but what I did was confine myself to that one area.
But why? Why did I blind myself from all other options? Why couldn't any other place be just as beneficial?...
Oftentimes we all need to realize that no matter where we go or how we get there it all boils down to what you make of it. Pricey colleges are probably expensive because of the people that made something out of their education there. They gave the power to the college's name. By no means does that mean we cannot do simmilarly. Make something of what you have and I can assure you that when you look back on it all, you will realize you made the right decision. A life without regrets is the best life to live, isn't it?
And so after a few months I decided I would go to France. I would live a little. I would learn to love a lot. I would make the most of that trip (because let's face it: after college years when you have a job and your time is restricted, when will you actually have the time to go on a trip again?) I would be able to afford all years of my tuition without help from loans or my parents. (Who wants to leave school with massive amounts of debt anyways?) To say the least I would start off my first years as a legal adult with a life to be proud of. On top of it all, my parents would get to have the two extra years with their beloved first-born. (In other words I would have to endure more time with my annoying family. Just kidding... sort of.)
The lessons I learned overall was to simply live a life worth living and that large dollar signs don't have to control your happiness...
Up next: My first challenge proposed by a dear friend of mine- to bake a 6 layer cake!
FRANCE!?! Really!? France? Everyone knows Germany is the place to be. :D
ReplyDeleteProps for good grammar/spelling! I always fail at leaving some mistake here or there in. Frickin spell check could use a update.
You never really know where life will take you...but if you think France is the place to be, then go for it!
ReplyDeleteAnd Matt is right...the grammar here IS good. Why can't you text like this? lol
Yes! France! I'm so excited! And thank you! As far as grammar/spelling oftentimes it's all a matter of rereading your words to make sure you didn't miss something.
ReplyDeleteKyle, I can't text like this because I have this quality called laziness. Haha.