After deciding I wanted to pursue a career along the lines of cognitive behavioral therapy or counseling, determining where I would get my education became a matter of importance. When my high school offered a west-coast college tour, I decided to take it. That was the first time I was really exposed to USC.
That was also when I realized that college was more than just a place where I will attend classes and turn into the typical “Broke College Student.” The campus and the city would be my new home. It would be where I would grow into an adult and (ideally) a better version of myself, where I would make friends, explore, experience pain and hardship. And also eat, read and sleep.
Choosing a college had to be more than a logical “where can
That was also when I realized that college was more than just a place where I will attend classes and turn into the typical “Broke College Student.” The campus and the city would be my new home. It would be where I would grow into an adult and (ideally) a better version of myself, where I would make friends, explore, experience pain and hardship. And also eat, read and sleep.
Choosing a college had to be more than a logical “where can