College. When I thought of college, I imagined laying down on green grassy sun lit lawns in the morning and at night I would be a cram specialist, aiming to survive the night studying for midterms the next day, wearing my month-unwashed hoodie and ridiculously comfortable sweats,sitting next the a 60 watt lamp in my college library. But I guess this was not the path for me. I had the grades, school participation, extracurricular: Cross country, indoor track, out track, yet there was one thing that held me back and that’s when I knew I had to make a good choice than a dream choice. It was either I go live out my university dorming life with debt or not come out of college without debt with a decent degree. Of course, my choice was decided. I know this wasn’t what I wanted but I guess staying home and attending Baruch isn’t that bad. I still get to eat home cooking plus now that I’m a college student, I get an upgrade on my allowance. Also to mention picking Baruch was somewhat like a job as well. As long as I excel in my class then they pay me in financial aid which can supply a couple of years of pizza. And of course did I mention pizza, one dollar pizza. Its pizza and it’s a dollar and it’s right across the street for  a dollar. I guess college isn’t that bad. It’s what I make of  Baruch that counts then counts the days I’m done with Baruch.