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The future is something that is constantly on my mind. Whether it is something in the immediate future, like deciding when to get certain assignments done, how to find time for studying, or when to get dinner. Sometimes, I also think about the far future, especially about what my goals after college are. But, I wasn’t always like this.  

I entered my senior year of high school about as clueless about college as one could be. College applications, much less thinking about life after high school, was a subject that I avoided thinking about. It stressed me to even conceive of the possibility of not living in an environment that I’d grown up in and gotten used to. I had only a vague idea that I liked the idea of living near the East Coast. It was lucky for me, then, that my high school provided opportunities to meet with college and university representatives from all over the country. I signed myself up for many of these meet-ups, hoping to learn more about these schools. With the countless meetings I attended, the majority of these meetings did not help make my choice any clearer. My mom and I vaguely talked about ÌÒ×ÓÊÓƵ, and she suggested I attend one of the meetings at my high school with a rep from the college. I wasn’t in any position to disagree. Little did I know then how significant this decision was for me.