When I first decided to continue my education, there was only one thing I knew I wanted, and that was to go to college out of state. In the third grade my teacher Ms. Balbach told our class of fresh young minds that if we didn't get out of the state of NJ for college we would never get out. Now I'm not sure why exactly I kept that statement with me the whole time but I did.So with that in mind during my Junior year of high school, I looked up colleges to go to in Pennsylvania, Virginia, and Florida. So I did what all upper class men high school students do, I went to open houses, visited, had interviews and made sure I like what I saw before I applied to these institutions.
Thing is the college I decided to go to I didn't follow any of these steps. It happened one day in lunch, I was freaking out because I got rejected from one school even though I had gotten into two others, but I was still panicking. So one of my friends told me about this school called Lebanon Valley College aka LVC. Never heard of it but I decided why not, the dead line was in like one and half weeks. So I quickly put my things together and mail out the application.
I did not even know where the school was, what programs it had to offer, or what the school even looked like, but there it was a few weeks later my acceptance letter. After careful review of all the schools I gotten into I decided on LVC since they gave me the most money. I didn't know what to expect from college or how it was going to go but there is one thing I learned, my new educational journey was about to begin.........
