The Future?

     Being a senior is heck of a lot easier than being a junior. This year I have hardly worked, and my focus has fallen on other things. I constantly check my email for free college applications and any resuts on applications I already sent in. I worry everyday about where I will get in at, and I hope and hope and hope that if I get into somewhere I want to go that my family will be ale t afford it. How can you put a price on education? Obviously it is easy for me to ask when I don't have to keep a university up and running, but $50,000 a year? A bit excessive. I want to get into Fordham because I love New York, it also might be because my two cousins that I look up to most went there.

     Unfortunately for me I wil probably have to play a sport I really don't enjoy to pay for whatever schooling I get. This morning my mom told me that if I don't plan on playng that I beter look a cheaper schools. She told me later that she was sorry and that wherever I went we would try and make it work. But she was right. Going somewhere that costs $50,000 a year is not worth it if I wouldn't be receiving any money towards it. Sometimes I get caught up in the prestige of a place and feel locked on it. I want to be able to tell my kids where I went to college and have them say, "Wow Dad. That's amazing."  Maybe that is something I need to workon, or maybe not. Maybe I shouldn't be afraid to want what I want, but I am.
   
     The scariest thing to me is making my mom spend money on me. College is so expensive, especially when I urge my mom not to bu me some type of everyday thing that I really need. Spending 200 grand on college is way out of the question to me because I know what my mom has done to keep my family afloat. From selling stocks she was urged not to sell to selling some of her books to Half-Price books. Maybe I just want something better for my mom. That is probably it. Because any time we go shopping I will pick out things for my mom to buy herself, when she would never dream of doing that. My dad on the other hand falls victim to my grandfather's saying "convenience equals cost." Then again my dad is a whole different discussion for a different day... so there is the first dose of the daily doze.