Spring is always an exciting time for high school seniors, and I was no exception. I applied to nine colleges and universities; some as reaches, some as backups, and one as my dream school. I thought my dream school had everything I wanted. Its location, in the heart of Boston, seemed like an ideal place to start my journey into adulthood. It has Division 1 athletics and a huge sense of school unity. At the time, I thought that all I needed for this dream to come true was to receive my acceptance letter. When that letter did finally arrive in early spring of my senior year, I was beside myself with happiness. What I didn’t expect, however, was how disappointing my financial aid statement would be. This statement is what ultimately caused my dreams to vanish.
At the time, the tuition to attend my dream school was just under $60,000. I received only $1,000 in aid. This meant after four years of school, I would be in debt over $200,000. Since I was planning on a career that would ultimately lead me to graduate school, I made the decision that this school was not my best option. I simply could not afford it.